Andrew has tagged me with a meme and I've decided to comply because, after the drama of my previous post, I'm too tired to be contrary. I've used it all up.
Here are the rules:
1) Put the link of the person who tagged you on your blog.
2) Write the rules.
3) Mention 6 things or habits of no real importance about you.
4) Tag 6 persons adding their links directly.
5) Alert the persons that you tagged them.
Well, 400 posts on and, much like the aforementioned Gooner, I've probably revealed everything there is to know about myself. Except...
a) I can't read. Or, indeed, write. I'm a complete illiterate. I use voice recognition technology to write this blog.
b) I was considered for the role of Billy in emotive drama 'Kramer Vs Kramer.' I got down to the last five but lost out because I wasn't American, blonde or born at the time.
c) I wrote a novel when I was in secondary school. It was 50 copybook pages long. I'd like to explain how I did it, being an illiterate dunce, but I won't.
d) I'm afeared of mice. I enjoy spiders.
e) I have just eaten my first ever vegetarian burger. It was actually quite tasty. I used Chef ketchup instead of Heinz but I'd prefer if nobody judged me for this.
f) I made up the bit about 'voice recognition,' but I genuinely have no clue when it comes to the most basic HTML. Hence this post is taking fucking ages when I usually knock one out in seventeen seconds. Oik.
Right, who to tag?
First of all, it's going to be Flann because he has impressed me among the new breed.
Next, I'm going all the way to Red Leeroy because he's going to need something to concentrate the mind come Monday morning. Also, it will distract from his impending nuptials.
Maxi Cane simply must.
Holemaster's going to make a fine fist of this one. I can feel it.
Sarah is my penultimate choice because her London stylings have been impressively, eh, wrote.
Finally, NaRocRoc because it might just be rude not to.