I like learning oddments of information about people.
You know, the small tidbits that may give depth to a person’s character, but actually offer no real usefulness (except maybe being an insight into their quirks, or how they work). For example, this week, I learnt that my partner had a plate when he was a young man to fix his teeth, and that the plate was fitted incorrectly leaving a dint in the roof of his mouth. Random, and kind of useless - but interesting to me, none-the-less.
So, in the spirit of random facts, here’s something you may not know about me:
- I really, really, really love filling out forms. I’m not exactly sure why, but give me a booklet with hundreds of questions, and I’m in survey heaven.
- I can’t roll my r’s, twist my tongue, raise one eyebrow or whistle very loud. But I am double jointed in my fingers, and can stretch and spread them quite far apart. Which is the most useless skill of all to have.
- My favourite book of all time is The Handmaids Tale by Margaret Atwood. I love her – I think she’s just the wisest, most beautiful writer. And I was over the moon to find a children’s picture book by the lovely Margaret at our local library, that she wrote and illustrated in the 60’s called Up in the Tree. It’s delightful.
- A quirk that I think a lot of people have – I can’t sleep with a cupboard door open in my bedroom. Not even a little crack. And up until a few years ago, I also used to casually glance under the bed every night, to make sure there was nothing underneath – even though my logical brain would shout out “This is RIDICULOUS!” I somehow always manage to re-check the locks twice, and re-lock my car at least three times before bed.
- I’ve always been a bit forgetful; if I don’t write it down, I probably won’t do it. So, I have a diary and a notebook that go with me everywhere, which is filled with scribbles and notes and cryptic messages (that I sometimes can’t quite remember what were supposed to mean).
- We have a resident carpet python who currently resides in our roof cavity; the last skin we pulled out was more than six metres long. There are also a few ‘babies’ that turn up every couple of weeks, which are only about three metres in length, and who are so tricky at camouflage, that you’ll walk past them a few times before totally freaking out.
A ‘baby’ we found outside a few weeks ago.
Got a random fact or quirk about you? I’d love to hear it! Post it in the comments section below…
Nat
