I’ll cry at anything. My husband has to vet my TV viewing.
I was lost for several hours on the longest beach in Cornwall when I was four years old. My parents were beside themselves, but I was mainly mad that my brother had my sweets in his pocket when we got separated.
I love losing myself in spreadsheets . . . an avoidance activity to keep me from doing all the things I ought to be doing, like writing or cleaning.
My first-ever heartthrob was Rock Hudson in McMillan and Wife. I was maybe six years old at the time.
I hate discourtesy. People can be so impolite with each other nowadays. Please, Thank you, Excuse me and Would you mind …? seem to be disappearing from the English language. Few strangers return your smile as you pass in the street or thank you if you hold a door open for them. I find it so depressing.
I don’t like people who play mind games and manipulate. Life’s too short. I prefer to know where I stand.