I got tagged with this one on Facebook:
“Once you have been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things about yourself.”
So here goes:
1. I’m originally from Devon.
2. I grew up on a council estate.
3. Even though my family moved away from there when I was 12, I’ve still got a slight West Country accent (especially when I say words like bath, grass or apple, or should I say baaaath, graaaaass or aaaaapple).
4. My children think this is hilarious: don’t ask me why.
5. I was in the maypole dancing team at primary school.
6. When I was at primary school I performed in a country dancing display at the Devon County Show.
7. After we moved away other kids would often ask me if my dad was a farmer.
8. Or an American…..
9. I dropped out of Sheffield Poly at the start of my second year.
10. Consequently, I don’t have a degree.
11. I’ve worked as a supermarket cashier.
12. I’ve worked as a cleaner.
13. I’ve even worked as an Avon lady.
14. I was once refused a pregnancy test by a male GP on the grounds that I was “too young” (I was 21 at the time) and not married (hubbie and I were “just living together” back then) and “far too many young women these days blah blah blah.”
15. My oldest daughter was born about 8 months later.
16. I had all 4 of my children before I was 30.
17. I have an older brother and sister.
18. I used to have really long hair (and yes, there are photos: and no, you will never see them).
19. I was caught smoking by my mum when I was 12.
20. I managed to stop for a few years, but started again when I was 16.
21. Once on a demo I was carted off by 4 police officers, one on each limb.
22. Everyone thought I was being arrested: so they hurled abuse.
23. In fact a load of people had fallen over in the crush, and I was at the bottom of the pile. The police probably saved my life.
24. I’ve signed the Official Secrets Act.
25. I have a lot of gall, but no gall bladder.
Too Much To Say For Myself 
and as promised I have put my 25 random things on facebook.
Come on – post the photos of the long hair – just cannot imagine it!
was once refused a pregnancy test by a male GP on the grounds that I was “too young” (I was 21 at the time)
I presume said medical practitioner was a closet anti abortionist who assumed he was doing God’s work. Funnily enough when my mate got pregnant at 23, in the eighties the doc assumed she would have an abortion (she was a PhD student) and was shocked when she said she was going ahead. And she WAS married.And they owned a 2 bed flat.
I’m assuming he was anti-abortion as well Polly, although that wasn’t his reason for refusing the test. His argument was that a young, unmarried woman had no right to be trying for a baby in the first place, and that the fact that I wanted to be pregnant just evidenced my complete and utter lack of any sense of responsibility.
I didn’t hear all of his argument though, ‘cos about half-way through the patronising lecture I got up and walked out of his consulting room, leaving a few choice words in my wake…..
Did he think you’d miraculously stop being pregnant then if you didn’t do a test?
Mind boggles…….
“I was in the maypole dancing team at primary school.”
I use to like that at Oundle, the town, not the school, on the little green,
I went to Deacons, down the road, My sister had some land at Fineshade Abbey.
I miss England, I always liked the English.
“Consequently, I don’t have a degree.”
So you are not a fellow at Cambridge?
“A senior don resigned on Saturday night as a fellow of Jesus College, Cambridge, amid allegations that he had sex with a series of call girls in his tutorial rooms. Dr Peter Smith, 59, allegedly enjoyed free sex with prostitutes from an internet-based agency in return for explicit reviews about their love-making abilities and sexual preferences that he wrote for a linked website. ”
He’s got a degree, where’s his blog, or is it punternet?
“Once on a demo I was carted off by 4 police officers, one on each limb.”
Those poor printers, being set up, by fanatics.
“being joined by diverse elements whose only interest was in causing as much trouble as possible.”
pro-ink feminists, they’re the worst.
Yvette