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I am an intellectual. Shy. Reasonably witty: at least I amuse myself. Or amused myself, once. Reasonably sporty in the sense that I have discovered that I really like dance classes even though they make it clear, on a daily basis, that I am (a) as flexible as a stick of wood and (b) of the many talents I (think I) possess, remembering dance steps is not one of them.
I look upon it as a way to keep me humble. Humbler. And it allows me to set myself important and useful goals - like - I WILL do a double pirouette without falling over before I die, and I WILL do a handstand.
I am a boat, against, and the current
If you want to know more, you know what to do.
Not much. I'm pretty good at many things - a sort of fifth-rate Leonardo da Vinci born about 800 years too late. (Except that I can't paint or sculpt.) I'd make a good dilettante. An adequate long-term house guest.
Oh yes! - this was a _favourites_ category! Don't you think that non-favourites are more interesting?
I have a soft spot for EE Milne and Pooh, and also one for Arthur Ransome and Swallows & Amazons. (Active heroines! boats! - it's why I took up dinghy sailing at the age of 10...and stopped it when I almost got my brother and myself killed...)
I read my way through of all JM Barrie's plays and lived to tell the tale. Austen (of course); Woolf. Salman Rushdie, but not much of the later stuff. Speaking of which, I recently sampled some Annie Proulx and decided I need to read more... I have really enjoyed the Lessing autobiographies. Probably should get around to Alice Munro
Movies: I love classics. In the more recent genre, I really enjoyed Sideways. I saw Gravity and was moderately impressed. I liked Blue Jasmine but wonder about Woody Allen.
Music: classical _esssspeccciallly big lush romantic stuff, broadway. mostly. have recently found myself liking more chamber music than I ever thought I would. (Who thought one could get sick of Mahler?
(I'll drink to that/ And one for Mahler!)...anybody identify this...?
food: I love spicy food, and I intend to go on loving spicy food even though it doesn't love me any more. After all, this is a site for unrequited love, no?
not making shopping lists.
not making shopping lists that I leave at home.
not making shopping lists and forgetting the pen at home so I have to tear off the corners as I buy groceries
not forgetting to put toilet paper on the shopping list.
not forgetting to check that my bus pass hasn't fallen _out_ of the pocket of my jacket when I stuffed the shopping list back in. (Hey, if anyone sees an old bus pass that has no name on it - it's mine!)