One Lovely Blog Award
Just because it’s dark doesn’t mean it isn’t lovely!
The highly energetic Ally Shields is to thank for my prestigious award. Thanks, Ally! Please make sure you nip over to her website: http://www.allyshields.com
Along with this award, I’ve accepted three conditions. The first is link back to Ally – no problem there – and the second is to reveal seven things about myself. What, another seven? I seem to be doing this rather often these days. Okay, here we go…
I’m an obsessive checker. Before I leave the house I check all the appliances are turned off, windows and doors locked. Then I go round and check again. And again. Sometimes, after locking myself out, I let myself back in again to check one more time. Sometimes, I get as far as the car then go back for just a last check. Very occasionally I will drive away then just pop back to make absolutely sure.
I think you all know about my Dalek suit, but my other treasure when I was a child was a shiny, black, plastic Beatles wig. I should have looked after it better actually as it would come in handy now.
Whilst I can’t say the film is among my favourites, CHUCKY will always be a part of me. Some of you know my nickname is Chukkie (usually mispelled as Chucky). It’s a term of endearment that my son lavished on me when he first learned to speak, and it’s stuck. According to my mood I can be Cheerful Chukkie, Cheeky Chukkie or Silly Chukkie. Not very PC, I know, but one Chinese New Year as I donned appropriate costume I was called Chinkee Chukkee.
One thing I cannot be is Churchie Chukkie! I am a Humanist and am currently training to be a funeral celebrant. I love it, to be honest. If you want to know more about the subject, here’s a link to the British Humanist Assocation.
I hate both broccoli and cauliflower. They make me heave.
The film Mary Poppins is about the only movie guaranteed to make me cry. I know, pathetic, isn’t it? And me a horror writer.
I wondered why the bloody thing was so stiff, but only realised what I’d done as I fell into the foyer and heard some guy mutter, “What a twat.” Well, ’tis why my other nickname is Clouseau.
Now for the last condition, I’m passing the award to these worthy and distinguished authors/supporters:
They’re not all horror, but I recommend checking them out!
Thanks for dropping in.