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I wonder if anyone here has the guts to write something totally and utterly honest about themselves? Just one simple fact?
It doesn’t have to be earth shattering, simply something you may have once said or did that you’re either proud of, or embarrassed about, or simply a memory you have that has stayed with you. Maybe it’s something you did this week, or 20 years ago. Perhaps it’s emblazened in your memory, but you you have no idea why. Perhaps it’s something that your friends and family know about, or it could be something you’ve never wanted or needed to share with anyone before now.
Not sure if this thread will be met with disdain or laughter, but wouldn’t it be nice to have an unusual insight into the people that chat here?
The stage is all yours, folks… use it wisely, or don’t. Just don’t hijack it please.
I imagine I ought to start with something about me. When I was young (about 8 or 9), I was playing in the garden with some friends from down the street. We were playing with a dart-board, and I threw a dart just as one of the girls ran past the board. It landed in her arm, and I’ve never forgotten the look of complete hatred I got from her dad, as he ran out to meet her in the street (he’d heard her screaming). It was a complete accident, but even now, when I think of it, my stomach churns when I imagine it could’ve been so much worse.
I think I grew up a little bit that day. :roll:
I’m a Batrachophobe (sorry I don’t open up too easily) but I find newts cute… weird
okay, now for something more personal… all my life I’ve been afraid of death, well not dying exactly, rather that I’ll die without having any lasting impact upon another living soul, not leaving a worthy legacy that can definatively say ‘That was the man he was’. kind of why I have this username ‘Forget Me Not’ I’m not referring to the flower, instead it is the plea to not be left behind once my brief spell on this mortal coil comes to an end, to not be forgotten and fade into insignificance…
After you Boots :wink:
I already went Sharon! LOL
when I was 9 I darted through some railings on a shetland pony and fell off. was showing off infront of my gran. cut all my wrist up and smashed me knee.
was dying for my gran to see me riding.
passed with flying colours. and some chipped bone.
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Was about 5 or 6 Stole a pound note off my dads table went to next door neighbours to see friend, hid it under the cushion and went and played forgot about it, and when his mum found it he told her ALL ! she came and told dad and i got the hiding of my life :oops:
I was excluded from school for being a racist :roll: I only called a black guy blubber lips, hardly a crime, especially after he called me white shit!
It turned out he fancied me, nice way of showing it eh? :lol:@*Sian wrote:
I was excluded from school for being a racist :roll: I only called a black guy blubber lips, hardly a crime, especially after he called me white shit!
It turned out he fancied me, nice way of showing it eh? :lol::lol:
during my early twenties I was offered a job working for a company based in a very posh location outside of Manchester. A place that’s all Merc and Porsche dealerships……nowadays populated by ‘Wags’ ? …….Alderley Edge I believe it was. For my first week I had to stay up there for some training. After a couple of evenings forcing down the hotel’s scampi and chips I thought I’d venture into town for something different, and found this really smart Chinese restaurant. I went in, to eat alone for the first time in such an establishment.
I must admit I did feel a bit solitary at my table, surrounded as I was by loving couples holding hands under the low lights, but nonetheless those ribs were bloody nice. Finger-licking gorgeous. I noticed this bowl of water with lemons floating in it, so picked it up and drank the lot, and it was quite refreshing. Then asked for another, returned to my meal, and downed one more bowl of the lemony drink before finishing my dinner. I remember how friendly and smiling the staff were to me. Went back to the hotel and was really missing my girlfriend, so rang from the room for a good long chat at the firms expense.
Now don’t get me wrong……it was very kind of her to inform me as to what a finger-bowl is; but what the hell is the point of having a telephone conversation when the other person has collapsed in laughter ?
@toybulldog wrote:
during my early twenties I was offered a job working for a company based in a very posh location outside of Manchester. A place that’s all Merc and Porsche dealerships……nowadays populated by ‘Wags’ ? …….Alderley Edge I believe it was. For my first week I had to stay up there for some training. After a couple of evenings forcing down the hotel’s scampi and chips I thought I’d venture into town for something different, and found this really smart Chinese restaurant. I went in, to eat alone for the first time in such an establishment.
I must admit I did feel a bit solitary at my table, surrounded as I was by loving couples holding hands under the low lights, but nonetheless those ribs were bloody nice. Finger-licking gorgeous. I noticed this bowl of water with lemons floating in it, so picked it up and drank the lot, and it was quite refreshing. Then asked for another, returned to my meal, and downed one more bowl of the lemony drink before finishing my dinner. I remember how friendly and smiling the staff were to me. Went back to the hotel and was really missing my girlfriend, so rang from the room for a good long chat at the firms expense.
Now don’t get me wrong……it was very kind of her to inform me as to what a finger-bowl is; but what the hell is the point of having a telephone conversation when the other person has collapsed in laughter ?
I never knew what that was for either, but never took the inclin to drink it. Love that!
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