Tagged By Gemnastics...

Six things you didn't know about me...

1. I can't stand the sound of bare feet rubbing on threadbare carpet. This is a long-time phobia which was caused by my eldest Sister doing Just That. It creeps me out just thinking about it. And I hate the feeling of anything between my toes; how toe-socks came about is beyond me.

2. You've heard of the Horse Whisperer right? Well, I am the Bird Whistler. Since the terrible termite infestation of 2001 I have had a family of Crimson Rosellas nesting in the wall of my (rented) house. I know who's who- just by their whistles- and I'm certain that they recognise 'mine'. Cheeky is my favourite- he lost his partner a few years ago and still returns to feed the babies, though they aren't even his. What a good dad!

3.I can remember every kid's name in my Kindergarten photo. I could also tell you their birthdays,the names of their siblings if they had them, and most of their addresses. A completley useless fact unless you need to know that little Kimmy Reeves of Kimbarra Close was born on June the second 1973. And so, for that matter was little Derek Jenkins of Bender Street.

4.One of the first books I remember reading was Sexual Honesty by Shere Hite. I was only five but then Kindergarten was a big year for me. When I was eighteen a boyfriend of mine(not my eventual Hubby, for all those millions of you playing along at home) found the well-worn copy under my bed and tore it up in front of me- calling it filthy porn. Then he had sex with me- with the small knife I'd been cutting an apple up with pointed in my throat- while I looked at his tatt. It was a black panther.

5. I am a watcher of clouds. My favourites have been a cloud shaped like the Cat in the Hat, a perfect tornado cloud and one that looked like an embryo with the head of Bob Marley. I need a job. I know...

6.My most treasured possession is a rock shaped like a penis. I take it everywhere I go. It's a great conversation starter.

Now if only I knew how to tag others so they could share in this too. Unbeknownst to Gemnastics this sort of thing is exactly the sort of thing I like to do when I've been stood up for lunch at the pub with my friend Sloane. Her baby had better been sick or else...(bad bad bad joke).