Tuesday, 27 January 2009

Better late than never

I was doing some housework today - of the bloggy sort, naturally. (God forbid I should actually get the hoover out and see if that pink carpet we used to have still exists under the layer of fluff, crumbs and lego). Anyway I found some drafts of posts that I had obviously started and then forgotten about. Including this one from (gulp) April 2008. So with apologies to the lovely Isabelle:

Isabelle had a good little meme on her blog not that long ago, and I have seen it elsewhere too. She invited anyone who wanted to have a go to, well, have a go, and since I am not backward at coming forward, I thought I would. The meme involves trying to write your memoirs in 6 words. However, I am doing it with a difference, because I am awkward like that. So, instead of my life, I am turning you over to First Born and Second Born who are going to regale you with their memoirs (at ages 10 and 8 respectively). So far, the suggestions I have had are as follows:

My life is cool. The end. (SB)

I like Dr Who. The end. (FB) (Sensing a pattern here.....)

I do not like meat pie. (SB) (Really???)

I like my pet cat Schieffer. (SB)

I hate shopping a lot. Bye (SB) (Not sure he has really grasped the concept here.....)

We are going upstairs now, Mum (combination of both)

Harrumph. So much for their moment of bloggy stardom. I think I am going to go for:

My children drive me mad. Thankfully.


  1. Arrrggghhh. did my last comment get through? No? I can never get past your screening/sign in thing without a lot of back and forth. Anyway, I had said that I like this meme and I might steal it and that my biography would be: I was here for a while

  2. So do mine and it's one of the main reasons I love them so much.
    Six words? Me? Laughing.

  3. I think it's a familial thing, kids driving parents mad! But then they grow up and go off and you miss the madness.

  4. There's a lot to be said for not grasping a concept. But that made me laugh. My epitaph?

    Up early to study. Reading blogs.

  5. Well I think those sound like very happy boys! What a compliment to you as parents.

    I hope you haven't got the nasty bug that I was incubating when we met last week! I assume not, since you sound cheery. Cough cough cough.

  6. I did that meme a while back, but it never occurred to me to get the girls to do it. That was genius on your part.

    If I were to ask Rae to do it, she'd say "I am not eating that. Ever." (Oh we have a few food issues.) Leah's would probably be: "Do I have to come inside?"

  7. Ahhh ... The boys' are great, but I LOVE yours! That "thankfully" ... Fantastic.

    Mine? Hmmm. Maybe "Happy, usually. She liked her life."

    Mind you. Ask the me the same thing another day, I could have a completely different answer!