Each player answers the questions about themselves. At the end of the post, the player then tags 5-6 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves them a comment, letting them know they’ve been tagged and asking them to read your blog. Let the person who tagged you know when you’ve posted your answer.
- What was I doing 10 years ago? I don't think I can say with any accuracy. Years on meds has made my memeory somewhat unreliable. But...I would have been at Uni still. Middle of my second year doing BSc Physics. I hadn't yet met David so I was still going out with Vitas - in fact I may recently have moved in with him or have been trying to pursuade him to. Note to self - a man you have to persuade to move in with you isn't worth persuading.
- What are 5 things on my to-do list for today (not in any particular order)? Eat chocolate, avoid watching the football, try on new dress, go out for some fresh air, think about elephants.
- Snacks I enjoy: Chocolate biscuits, chocolate mini rolls, chocolate cakes, chocolates in boxes, pretzels.
- Things I would do if I were a billionaire: Stop working and invest enough to give me income for life. Buy a house with a walk in yarn closet. Top up parent's pensions. Give siblings sensible amounts. Give anything left over to charity.
- Places I have lived: Herne Bay in kent, most of the areas of north and east london within zones 2+3, Palo Alto (California) (only for a month)
- Regrets, I've had a few, but then again, too few to mention. Except... not snogging Ed Lewis, losing touch with Oliver Shaw, not snogging Sam Rae, not being more decisive about the elephant in the corner events of the last few months.
- 5 people I want to know more about: I am too lazy to go and tag people - so if you fancy it go for it.
The true number 6 was missing when I copied it over so I have invented one. I have been pondering recently whether it is better to regret not having done things or to not have any regrets over the things you have done. Does that suggest a life lived too hesitantly, or just too much navel gazing?
And now, the end is near
And so I face the final curtain.
My friend, I'll say it clear,
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.
I've lived a life that's full.
I travelled each and ev'ry highway
And more, much more than this,
I did it my way.
Regrets, I've had a few
But then again, too few to mention.
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption.
I planned each charted course
Each careful step along the byway,
And more, much more than this,
I did it my way.
Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew.
But through it all, when there was doubt,
I ate it up and spit it out
I faced it all and I stood tall
And did it my way.
I've loved, I've laughed and cried.
I've had my fill, my share of losing.
And now, as tears subside,
I find it all so amusing.
To think I did all that
And may I say - not in a shy way,
"Oh no, oh no not me,
I did it my way".
For what is a man, what has he got?
If not himself, then he has naught
To say the things he truly feels
And not the words of one who kneels.
The record shows I took the blows
And did it my way!
