Revolutionary Rants

This is one of those meme thingies and I saw it on a blog I enjoy reading on my blogroll each day. You have to say something about yourself for each letter of your name, so here goes:

Juxtaposition - my favourite word (along with “revolution”), I tried very hard to get it in to all of my third year essays at the University of Huddersfield.

Elephant - my memory for visual things and films and the like is amazing. I am also big like an elephant, but that is another story…

Supporter of Arsenal Football Club. Forever and always.

Sarcastic, I do not care if it is the lowest form of wit…

Imaginative - I was forever telling myself stories as a kid.

Completely obsessed with the Manic Street Preachers as a teenager and they are still my favourite band.

Anarchist

Socialist/communist - I was until I was 12 or 13, then I decided that no government or person should ever be in power over others

Amelie - my favourite film, it reminds me of my other half and the afternoon we first watched it, when I visited during summer break and it was a rainy Sunday, a perfect day.

Irish/English in background

Not normal - my brother-in-law is always calling me “strange”; I am and I am glad that I am. I’d hate to be normal.

Secretly wishing for a Labrador for Christmas…

There are so many bloody S’s that was damn hard!!!!!!!!!

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It has been a busy, if shortened, week. Volunteering and the like are taking up quite a lot of time and Mr C has been pretty busy at work as well.

Winter is coming in fast here in North Devon, the washing has been rained on, the goose-pimples returning to our arms. How poetic am I? Mind you, we haven’t really had a summer, that you can speak of, just a hot April and a few days in August so it isn’t too much of a change, but I do hate it when it gets dark so early.

Jose has parted company with Chelski, Arsenal may be brought by a fellow Russian “tycoon” of Mr Abramovic (have I spelled that right?)

Tomorrow we’re off to see Chicken’s parents in the South of France, so another busy weekend. Not sure whether there are any plans when we are down there, we shall have to see. We are hoping to do our first French driving at some point, though, in C’s Dad’s little old Peugeot, The Sponge. Today, however, is a time of gentle packing (including drying socks on the radiators due to rain), battle on Warcraft III and other such sleepy pursuits.

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