Showing posts with label David Byrne. Show all posts
Showing posts with label David Byrne. Show all posts

Thursday, 20 January 2011

Me, David Byrne, fairies, bondage and dreams

Lordy, I haven’t done a meme in positively years. I am so rubbish at keeping up with everyone’s blogs that nobody tags me anymore. But Clare is new to blogging and I thought it would be nice to introduce her to all you lot...check out her blog Seasider in the City and say hello from me.  I bet she’ll be much more polite than I am.

Her meme is ‘7 things you never knew about me.’ At first I thought no – I’ve splurged so much for so long that you probably already know WAY too much about my life...apart from all the parts I can’t talk about of course. ;)

But I’ve been playing memory lane quite a bit lately so maybe there are a few odd snippets...

taken from http://thesparklingmartins.blogspot.com/
1. When I was seven I didn’t just believe in fairies living in the old wall at the end of the garden – I knew they were there.

2. I was crap at maths – apart from equations. I have always been fascinated by quantum physics and I just wish I had a better brain for science.

3. When I was seventeen I dreamed I met a guy at a party. That weekend the dream came true and we both went white with shock - he had had exactly the same dream. I screwed it up big time; he killed himself. Not sure I’ve ever quite got over that.

4. When I was a student in Manchester I used to walk out in the middle of the night in the dodgiest areas of town. I thought I’d leave it up to Fate if I lived or died.  I guess Fate hasn't done with me yet. 

5. I got into journalism through a chance meeting with a photographer at the opening night of a bondage club. 

6. When I interviewed David Byrne of Talking Heads I could barely get two words out of him. So I asked him if it was true that... [no..on second thoughts, no.  For a moment there I really hadn't learned my lesson.  Famous people really DO google themselves and anyhow, it's his business]  Needlesstosay, the interview ended quite quickly after that.  I was crap at interviewing famous people.  Phil Collins spent an hour trying desperately to confess that he was splitting up from one of his wives (I forget which).  I blithely ignored every single hint and kept brightly congratulating him on being one of the few rock stars to stay happily married.  Doh.

7. I don’t really believe my mother has reincarnated in the Soul Puppy. At least, I don’t think she has. But then again... :)


I’m not going to tag anyone by name – I figure if you fancy it, just go for it!


btw, have shamelessly nicked that lovely picture of building a fairy house from The Sparkling Martins blog - came across it purely by chance while googling for fairy pics...it's really interesting - about how they "non-school" their children.  I once asked James if he'd like to be 'home' schooled and he just snorted.  I took that as a 'no' and a deep reflection on my teaching abilities.  But I think I could do non-schooling....  :)  Now I just have to convince him. 

btw2, while googling pictures of David Byrne, I came across his Journal - absolutely fascinating entry about people and computers, life merging into machines...click on the link to take you there.