Things I love: Reading, writing (not arithmetic, though - don't get me wrong, it's done me no harm, but I have no strong emotions towards it), dancing, walking, shopping, eating everything that crosses my path, chatting with friends and strangers, watching 1980s' romantic comedies, singing, people-watching, mooching about, travelling on trains, and my mum.
Just to clarify: I love my mum, not travelling on my mum.
Things I don't love: terracotta, those brown leather buttons you get on Aran cardigans (death-heads, I like to call them), mushrooms and risotto. But, above all these horrific things: mushroom risotto.
Please don't judge me on the 'replies selectively' thing. If you were getting messages like 'Fancy getting bummed?', you'd be selective too.