It's All About Me

I've been tagged. From behind. Three times. And bloody painful it was too - they crept up on me mob-handed. I didn't stand a chance.

The first one was from Kit and Autumn Rose

1. The rules of the game are posted at the beginning.
2. Each player answers the questions about themselves.
3. At the end of the post, the player then tags 5 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.

What I was doing 10 years ago:

I was as happy as a sandboy. I could still see my Dad every day. I was surrounded by baby girls, who all got on well and never argued with each other, with me, or with anyone else. I was probably bemoaning the fact that Arsenal had won both the Premiership and the F.A. Cup, and I was blissfully unaware that two months hence I would be looking at that little blue line on a pregnancy testing kit and thinking...'Oh, dear God, not again...'

5 Snacks I enjoy:

Crisps

Chocolate

Cheese and crackers

Cornetto

and probably something else beginning with C which I can't think of at the moment

Things I would do if I were a billionaire:

Buy United back from the Glazers for the Football Fanatic

Buy The Singer a recording studio

Buy The Fixer a red Ferrari which she could fix herself if it ever went wrong

Arrange for The Peacemaker to take charge of a Dogs Home, so that she could have all the dogs she wanted without actually bringing any home

Buy a country mansion for The Noise so that she wouldn't have to share a room

(Can you tell that they're all standing behind me, telling me what to write? In reality, I would hate to be a billionaire and I would give all the money away before anybody knew about it).

Five jobs that I have had:

Office junior

Insurance clerk

Housewife

Nursery Assistant

Teacher

Three of my bad habits:

Thinking I can do it better than anyone else (although in this house I usually can)!

Having very little patience with this lot (sometimes)

Smoking (Oh, come on. You don't seriously think I could manage in here without some form of substance abuse, do you?)

Five places I have lived:

Well, I've only ever lived in one city, so the only thing I can think of is to tell you the numbers of the houses I've lived in:

16

53

9

76

7

Five people I want to know more about (a nice way of saying TAG!):

Working Mum

Crazyacres

A Mother's Place is in the Wrong

Amrita

Crazy Cath

Okay, that's enough information for one day. I shall do the remaining two tags another day. I feel quite worn out. Although that could be due to the fact that I have had a very productive afternoon Clearing Out The Hall Cupboard - a task so immense that unless it is carried out with ruthless regularity we would never be able to get through the front door.

Enjoy the rest of your weekend - we're having the Father of This Lot for Sunday dinner tomorrow.

Can't decide whether to boil him or roast him.

I'm kidding.

And I'm trying, aren't I? Felt it was the least I could do when he turned up this afternoon with a new dryer.

And they do say the way to a man's heart is through his stomach.

Personally, though, I've always preferred this description:

I'M KIDDING!

Sort of.

Update: Give me strength! Go and see what The Fixer's done now!