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10 Things You May Not Know About Me

I was inspired to do this one by a campaign I’ve seen going around on social media – #BareYourSole. People share things that make them happy and things that others may not know about them that might be quirky, fun, random or disgusting.  So figured it would make for a good post. So here we go; 10 things you might not know about me!

I collect fridge magnets.  It’s kinda dorky, but I love it and it makes me happy.  I have built in appliances at home so they’re literally all crammed onto our overhead oven vent thingy, which is the only scrap of metal in the house to display them and I’m running out of space (wahhh!)  They’re not really from where I’ve travelled, some are, I just make everyone I know buy one for me when they go away!

I have this thing about twins (identical).  I don’t know if it’s a phobia or they just completely freak me out, but I can’t deal with them.  If you have twins, good job and good for you, but keep them away from me.

I used to be pretty good at playing the organ/piano.  My parents bought me a 2nd hand one as a birthday present and paid for lessons and all that good stuff.  But then I did the typical kid thing, lost interest and stopped playing.  Looking back now I really wish I hadn’t given it up because it would have been an amazing skill/talent to have.

My childhood nickname was Wicket, or to be precise, Lady Fanshaw Wicket (thanks Dad). I have no idea why, but to this day I get addressed by this name and when I see old friends of my parents they still refer to me as Sticky Wicket lol!

I can’t whistle.  I’ve tried for the last 20 or so years, it’s just not gunna happen for me and it makes me sad.

I have a diploma in Canine Behaviour and Trainer.  Have a certificate and everything!  When we had the two dogs their fighting was making me desperate because the thought of having to give one of them up was devastating.  So I did everything I could to try and gain the knowledge to manage it.  Doing the course was actually really fun and having the knowledge was invaluable.  But in the end, when one of our dogs were de-gloved after a fight enough was enough.  Ella went to live with some of Karne’s family and Millie stayed with us.  They’re both happier and safer for it.  Didn’t make it suck any less though.

I have a new habit of pulling out my eyebrows when I’m stressed.  I don’t even realise I’m doing it, but apparently that’s a thing for me to add to my list of crazy.  Awesome

One of my biggest pet peeves is spitting.  I fucking hate it.  If I see someone who flegs in the street or randomly spits on the floor I just recoil on the inside.  It’s so disgusting.  If I see you doing it, you will immediately lose all respect from me, because you are a cretin.

I lived in Liverpool(ish) for about 18 months when I was 17/18ish.  Decided that going to live near an ex-boyfriend was a good idea and moved about 200 miles away with no real plan.  Ultimately, it wasn’t a good idea at all but it was a pretty great life learning experience for me in terms of responsibility and I wouldn’t trade it.

I have shit skin.  Seriously shit.  The stuff on my face is alright, I get complimented a lot on it.  But my hands and feet are awful and in warm weather I end up with these tiny weird bubbles filled with water or something on my fingers. And the skin on my hands and feet is so fragile that if I’m not super careful with the shoes I’m wearing or if they’re not breathable, or depending on what I’m doing with my hands.. it’ll almost dislodge, break and came away in huge chunks.  So I end up with pretty deep stage 1 pressure sores on the palms of my hand and the heels and balls of my feet.  So basically, excessive walking or doing anything with my hands that can stress the skin is a no go.   I remember once being on the monkey bars as a kid; I went to swing to the next one and the entire palm of my left hand came away.  It was painful, gross and took almost 6 months to heal.  I have no idea what it is, Doctors have no idea what it is, so it’s just been diagnosed by me as SHIT.

So there we go.  Don’t you feel like you know me so much better now? 😄