I’m a bit of a sucker for those quiz things where people have to answer the same set of questions and thus reveal a lot about themselves you wouldn’t otherwise have found out. So how could I resist when Su Harris, who lives in Suffolk and whose new but already rather fine blog can be found here, said she’d picked me for a shiny new pair of awards: the Beautiful Blogger Award and the One Lovely Blog Award.
Thanks Su, especially for the chance to indulge myself shamelessly. The idea is you list seven random things about yourself: since it’s random, I think it can be pretty much anything, but I’m never any good at thinking up interesting things so I hope I’m not breaking the rules by picking seven questions from the Guardian’s Q&A in the Saturday magazine (not, you’ll be glad to hear, the one about sex).
Which living person do you most admire, and why?
Beth Chatto, for continuing feisty and undeterred ploughing her own furrow and letting her own curiosity and energy lead her instead of borrowing other people’s ideas.
What has been your most embarrassing moment?
I once settled myself down on the loo in front of a bathroom window which happened to have no curtains on it (we’d only just moved in): a moment later it was brought to my attention that there was a large, loud and boisterous bonfire night party going on in the garden directly facing our house.
What do you most dislike about your appearance?
My nose is exceedingly long and pointed.
What is your guiltiest pleasure?
I eat crunchy peanut butter from the jar with a teaspoon when nobody’s looking.
What single thing would improve the quality of your life?
A large two-acre field of sandy loam with a spectacular view, right outside my back door.
Which words or phrases do you most overuse?
Actually, absolutely, stunning and lovely.
What’s the closest you’ve come to death?
I once travelled at speed up the side of a very high mountain in the Caucasus near Chechnya in a clapped-out Skoda with two Russians swigging neat vodka out of a two-litre bottle. When the driver got out at the top (the bottle by now empty) he could no longer stand. To this day I have no idea how we didn’t go over one of the precipitously steep drops at the side of the crumbling road.
What is the most important lesson life has taught you?
That this too shall pass.
Now all I have to do is to nominate my own bloggers to receive the award: brace yourselves for some random revelations from:
Victoria at Victoria’s Back Yard
Claire at Plantpassion
The Patient Gardener
The lovely and inimitable Esther
Feel free to either post more random things than the not-entirely-random selection above or answer the same questions if you want. And if anyone else wants to join in be my guest!
Thanks for the nomination, cheered me up no end. Funnily enough my answers to those questions are not that disimilar. I will try and do a reciprocal post soon but probably after Malvern!!!
Arabella Sock said:
I'm with you on the crunchy peanut butter front!
Su Harris said:
I'm so glad you accepted them, and for the compliment about my blog. 'Fraid I can't join you on the peanut butter though, that and dessicated coconut make me shiver! Marmite though, now that's another thing altogether!
Mmmm, crunchy peanut butter! I think my answers may bear a spooky similiarity. And I noticed absolutely nothing unusual about your nose!
The Constant Gardener said:
I feel there is a rich seam of crunchy peanut butter fans among us gardeners….and Victoria – next time (Malvern next week?) look closer… it has been the butt, or even the point, of family jokes for years 😀
With you on all sorts of these, especially Beth Chatto and crunchy peanut butter. I also have a nose which is not tiny and turned up but I have learnt to love it, or at least tolerate it!
I feel very strongly that a large nose is the sign of great intelligence. I have absolutely no evidence for this, however, strangely enough, I am the possessor of a nose which is not exactly tiny,