Quirky – moi?
For Kevin I’ll do my best but as I am the most normal person I know it won’t be easy. Seven quirks you say?
- I have a tendency to make kissing noises – to family down the phone, to all babies and toddlers I see in the street, also animals but I try to avoid dogs with a lone man after the unfortunate business at Ramsbottom. Don’t ask.
- I have the opposite to a poker face and emotions flit across my physog like an old fashioned lantern show. This is a great impediment to trying to appear cool at all times.
- In the bedroom all wardrobe doors must be shut and even if I am alone in bed I have to get out my side and walk round to the door.
- I object to being asked by bar staff if I want a large or a small glass- just give me the NORMAL size please - that we have been served for decades. And if I ask you if you want a drink a simple yes please or no thank you will suffice. I’m not asking about your moral compass so ‘I’m good! ‘doesn’t cut it.
- My comfort blanket is a clean white handkerchief which has to be with me at all times. Latterly I have taken to using those of MTL’s nice large ones and he keeps a spare in his breast pocket (his excuse for always having pockets plus plus) and almost every day he is relieved of it.
- MTL thinks it’s quirky that I jettison food and milk that is only slightly out of date, that I clean before the cleaner arrives and that I ice the cake before it’s made so to speak and rewash glasses after he has washed them. But doesn’t everybody?
- You could say I’m a touch anal about punctuality and I don’t appreciate being kept waiting unless there is a good reason. I mean a very good reason.
Well there it is and if any of you would like to have a go – please do.
