Well, my cyber sister Nunhead Mum of One has been 'tagged' and as she was keen to point out "not electronically" (ha, ha, ha) to volunteer eight interesting things about herself. She has subsequently 'tagged' me to do the same. There really isn't anything at all to say about boring old dulwichmum. I shall write eight facts, and you will have to judge if they are interesting or not. Here goes...
1. I really can't abide bullies. My darling son Max received a punch on the nose at nursery before half term, in reward for standing up for another smaller boy who was being pushed about. I almost cried with joy, he really is my golden boy.
2. I have a complete aversion to the way some people 'hothouse' their children and don't allow them to have a childhood, doing the simple things they enjoy. My munchkins actually love to pay sodoku on the Cbeebies web site, and ask for their 'sing the times tables' cd in the car. Yes they love their Muzzy French DVD, CD Rom, and CD too, and also adore Saturday morning French club. Well, it would be such a shame to refuse things they love... Now where are those two scamps when they need to take their fish oils?
3. I only ever drink white wine (red wine stains your teeth). I prefer Chablis or White Burgundy. Would you believe some dreadful man tried to tell me this evening that these wines are made from Chardonnay grapes, does he think I was born yesterday? That is the last time I buy any wine from the local Tesco Metro. Quality is always lost if we insist on using enormous supermarket chains - honestly, the things they try to fob us off with!
4. I love luxury handbags. I can recognise an "it" bag from approximately half a mile... A good quality non designer bag is a fine alternative, but an imitation is beneath contempt!
5. I adore men who wear glasses. I have been known to hide James' contact lenses... for weeks.
6. I always wear fabulous underwear. Lace topped Wolford stockings are a particular favourite. I pride myself on the fact that my underwear is always more expensive than the clothes I put on top.
7. It has been noted that I never turn right when entering an aircraft. I always turn left - on autopilot I suppose, I never travel less than business class... On smaller aircraft - flying to Europe, this has been the source of much embarrassment to me, as turning left takes one straight to the flight deck and not the luxurious seats!
8. I am an equal opportunities employer. I positively discriminate in favour of those applicants for the post of au pair with major physical impairments, hirsuitism, bad teeth, strangely shaped noses, club feet, acne, big bones or chronic obesity, actually preferably all of the above. Any girl with all of these attributes would be particularly welcome to apply to look after my poppets while I am out at work. Obviously au pairs with fuller figures may cost more to feed, but this is a sacrifice I am willing to make in order to keep my husbands attentions for myself.
I only draw the line if her looks scare my cats.
Mirror, Mirror on the wall...
I tag... Babysteps, Scruffy Mummy, i beatrice, Marianne, Omegamum, Debio and Pig in the Kitchen...
