When she was in South Africa, she was close chums with a Dutch girl when they discovered they hadn’t befriended each other on Facebook and therefore they couldn’t be real friends at all.
I’ve ‘friended’ one or two people on Facebook, although I’ve never ‘poked’ anyone, but it is an odd thing that you can consider yourself friends with someone you’ve never met except through the medium of the interweb.
One such for me is Yorkshire Pudding — cultural adversary, spelling and punctuation nemesis and fellow smiling cynic.
The last category was at my suggestion.
I find those 100 Things To Do Before You Die books rather irritating. The people who write them are just showing off and out to make the rest of us feel like miserable failures, and surely a more useful list would be the things we should avoid doing.
So having set the challenge and partly responded on YP’s blog, I felt it was only fair to complete my own personal list of things to avoid:
- Owning a cat.
- Naming my children Harper Seven, Guilford Four or Hull City Nil.
- Leaping any tall buildings (it’s a long way back down).
- Writing a Regency romance novel.
- Sleeping with Cheryl Cole (might as well make a positive out of a negative).
- Appearing on Who Do You Think You Are? and discovering I’m the last of the Romanovs.
- Having an accident that is no-one’s fault but my own and being unable to sue.
- Going on a karaoke stage.
- Eating raw fish.
- Nodding my head in agreement when David Cameron speaks.
- Saying ‘I don’t believe it!’ when I don’t believe it.
- Voting for any act on X-factor.
- Serving my signature dish of chilli con carne to Gordon Ramsay.
- Thinking I could still play football for England.
- Laughing at the jokes in King Lear.
- Eating the last chocolate in the box — it’s always orange cream.
- Training for a new career in health & safety.
- Believing anything I read in the Daily Mail.
- Having a religious conversion on my deathbed.
But despite number 19 on my list, you might also want to read Craig Brown’s take on this subject.