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Hey ho.

Guess I best stop wasting time at Loopy Love -- I aint kidding, hanging out there really is a waste of time! Though I did meet someone once... -- and get back to business.

And today's business?

Writing 1000 words for me beloved blog.

What do I need?

Internet connection? Nope, don't need it, but I got it anyway!

Nice music to listen to? Yep, switching over from Radio 1 and Zane Lowe (too much talk, man!) to Nigel Kennedy's Vivaldi.

Ah, much better.

So what we about today?

Well, there's a couple of things I've writtend down in me blog scrapbook.

1) April 1st Creatures

Can't write that until April 1st, though. (Boy, have I had fun on this day the last two years. Or should that 'fun' word be changed to unpleasantness. [I'm rambling here - get on with it!]

Okay

2) Do actions speak louder than words?

Well, as it's not April 1st yet, I've got to try and come up with some angle on this.

If I'd been smart, I'd revert back to that speed-writing technique I mentioned previously.

In fact, that's what I'm going to do.

Let me just check my writequickly.com notes, and then I'll need 5 minutes to 'brain dump'.

And then, as they say, the fat lady will be coming over to my table with a fresh Budweiser Budvar, singing, strangely.

Okay, wait there.

(Damn those distractions... :-) )

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Do actions speak louder than words

Help?

What does that word say to you? What kind of action could I take that would invoke the same meaning?

If I said I love you, what actions would I need to take that would make actions speak louder than words?

How do you know I despise you? A severe text message, perhaps? Ignoring you for year after year (I could just be forgetful)? A severe look? Or maybe because I tried to kill you the other day?

Seriously. What the hell does that saying mean?

'Actions speak louder than words?'

Obviously anyone can sweet talk any-nother-one into bed given the right circumstances, mood etc.

But then these words are most likely bolstered by some provocative body language.

(See. I'm contradicting myself. So confused am I by the dynamic relationship between actions and words.)

A love letter is meaningless?

Really?

Didn't I take action?

What about the actions of being silent, of saying nothing?

Are words really that useless, false and hollow, and not to be trusted?

(Can the politician in the audience please put his hand down!)

I've written and spoken some fine words, in the name of love, and I've meant them every time. If my actions subsequently have betrayed me does that mean my words were meaningless?

Why couldn't it be that my actions were meaningless?

I've known women who could 'walk the talk', as it were, but when their 'movie time' arrives, a stronger force comes to play, and they act out the 'wrong character'l; they let fear eat away love.

(And we all know that love eats away fear!)

Do I blame them for their unwise actions, actions that did not reflect their words?

Or do I accept that we are all flawed characters, both strong and weak, and sometimes our actions bely our words.

Do I get cross at the person who can't express their feelings in words only?

Or do I accept that words can be twisted, turned and statistically turned into whatever suits?

Why do we value words over actions?

Why do we value actions over words?

I say this to anyone listening -- my 5-minute alarm is sounding, by the way -- who says that actions speak louder than words?

Let them prove it to me.

Let me see their one thousand word essay on teacher's desk first thing on Monday morn'.

Failing that, let them come up north and Give Us A Kiss!

PS Not only are you unconvinced by my piece on words and action, it only amounts to less than 700 words. Cor blimey!

You?

I have so much to write, right now, but I couldn't not include this quotation I received in my email (thank you Arina from Goal Setting Guide). Here it is:

"Every decision you make - every decision - is not a decision about what to do.
It's a decision about Who You Are.
When you see this, when you understand it, everything changes.
You begin to see life in a new way.
All events, occurrences, and situations turn into opportunities to do what you came here to do."

Oh, and thanks go to Neale Donald Walsch whose words they are.

Why do I Wanna...

write about sex all of the time?

As Nelson Muntz from The Simpsons would put it: "I dunno!"

I'm just a boy...

so I couldn't resist!

So... who says that gadgets are just for guys?

(This boy is just jealous!)

"Dumped! The surprising reasons guys call it quits"

Dumped! The surprising reasons guys call it quits...

Do the reasons surprise you, because they certainly don't surprise me. All I want to say, after reading that piece, is hallelujah!

(And now, being one of the tongue-tied and occasionally un-assertive variety, I now have a much more eloquent (and impartial) place to point the girlfriend-wannabee! "Here!" I'll say, "Read this!". And she'll read it, consider the necessary adjustments she'll have to make, and leave me be with me ferrets! (Oh, I love me bloody ferrets ah do! A'll never let a woman come between me and them, never!)

Friday Feeling?

Today is Friday, which is good, but as usual that means I'm feeling very jaded, which is bad.

Still, I can have a long lie-in, which is good, and then go shopping in the rain and fog (if the weather is like today's, anyway), which is bad.

And I can keep away from the computer, which is good, but then I won't be able to write any more blog entries, which is...

Enjoy your Friday Feeling. And if you prefer Mondays, well... not long to go!

4 No More!

Hello Dear Reader,

A month ago, I decided to write a short entry on here every day, and I decided to prefix each entry with the number 4 (as with this entry). Well, I've now got into the habit of making daily entries -- which is good -- but I still have to write 1000 words per week. Anyway, I think putting 4 in the title is a nonsense and is going to make it hard for you (and me) to find our way around my ramblings.

So...

4 - no more!

Oh, and one other thing. I may have told a white lie yesterday when I said I wouldn't communicate to anyone in these pages. I may well do this again, soon, but I don't want to get into the habit of it. After all, a writer should write for all readers and not just one. Don't you think?

4 Who?

"Be the best that you can (Miss) Be?"

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Can I just say that I don't intend to use this blog as a method of communicating to those lucky(!) individuals fortunate enough to read it.

That is not my style.

I am a Yorkshireman, after all -- Yorkshire is in England, which of course makes me an Englishman, too! -- and if there's owt us Yorkshire fowk are famous for it's our straight talkin'. So that means if I have something to say to you, then I'll say it directly, and not here!

I have never been a fan of what I would call the 'french cinema noir' type of communication, affected by a solemn glance or lowering of the eyes and nothing more! When I was not much older than in the photograph above, you'd often find me screaming at the TV "Why don't you just tell him your feelings?" or "Why don't you just tell her that it was all just a horrible mistake?", or...). Yes, I was quite adamant that the world would be a much better place if people would just be brave enough to say what was on their mind, un-guarded and open.

Yes I know the world doesn't work like that -- I was a little boy, remember! -- but it's a shame. Well, for me, anyway. Because my speciality is being un-guarded and open. (I wouldn't know how to lower my eyebrows mysteriously if you paid me (much to my chagrin).)

So, for the record, the text message below is for you if and only if you recognise it. Or, to be even more blunt - ay up! - if your name is Miss B. :-)

":-) Apologies. How demure. Anyway, you've worked hard today, u deserve a solid night's sleep with happy dreams. Close ur eyes. Relax. Smile. Sleep. X"

(I'm sure we all deserve to receive those sentiments, some days eh!)

4: Part 6 - No Clue

(Somewhere out in cyberspace reads the message 'Part 6 - No Clue'...)

"Come on darlin', the suspense is killin' me!"

(I told you I was an impatient bugger!)

4 Reactions...

Assuming you are not that virtuous, so you do not have an ulimited amount of patience, what do you do (and how do you react) to the following situation:

You've just texted/emailed/phoned your [Mum/brother/friend/lover/someone you fancy - consider each option, separately] and they haven't replied back yet -- and you want them to reply -- even though it's been several days/weeks/months, respectively.

How do you react?

Do you react differently if your Mum snubs you compared with your lover?

Can your best friend ignore you and it doesn't matter at all but if your brother forgets to phone back well, that's a completely different matter.

And if you contact that special person you've just started fancying, are you mortified that he/she seems to be ignoring you.

I know what my answers are.

I am an impatient bugger, alas!

So I know that I react differently depending on how well I know the person and how typical 'being ignored' is, or what 'other stuff' that person has to deal with at the time.

If you're reading this and thinking 'hey, just get a life man!' then I hear you, don't worry. However, this affects you too -- unless you are special and have an unlimited amount of patience and wisdom -- and you'd be lying if you don't think it does.

I've found the biggest factor in how patient (or otherwise) I've been in the above situations is how comfortable I am in that particular relationship, and so how rational my fear is.

Having said that, I dialled a wrong number once when trying to contact my girlfriend and was convinced that she'd been kidnapped or some other grisly thing had happened to her. Only took 5 minutes of thinking, too.

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By the way, you really should react the same way to everybody.

But then you knew that, didn't you (*).

* Note to myself: who do you think you are kidding BJ? There's no bug*er reading this but you!

Do We Deserve What We Get?

Do we deserve what we get?

(Well do we?)

You know when you listen to a woman going on about the men that she meets in her life. On and on and on about how [crappy / ineffectual / controlling / weak / arrogant etc.] they are. And how come she can't meet a decent bloke (whatever decent is).

Do you roll your eyes in a slow circle like I do.

(Hey, I'm not bashing the so-called fairer sex here. Men that moan they only meet [bimbos / goldiggers / naggers / bitches / undersexed women / oversexed women etc.], they belong in this moan-piece too!) .

So, yeah, I roll my eyes, I smile. I might even go through the 'Agony Aunt' routine (I'm good at that, especially for a mere man!) and 'ooh' and 'ahh' and 'huh?' and 'NO!' and 'Really. Really! Really?' in all the right places.

But.

Really!

Get a f*****n life, people!

You deserve what you get!

"Only blonde blue-eyed bimbos (who pretend to be thick) seem attracted to you? I wonder why."

"No!? You've met yet another man who turned out to be a 'narsty arrogant barstard'? No-oh? You don't say!"

"You're kidding? Again? You met another goldigger? She only loved you for the money (that you kept on slooshing around). Jeepers. That really is creepers!"

Okay, I'm bludgeoning home my point here.

But it is a subtle point I'm making, that affects discerning people (who really should know better, but don't).

Let's get personal for a while. I know a couple of really intelligent, clever, smart (aren't they all the same thing -ed) SEXY(!) women.

They moan.

A lot.

About the men they meet.

Either these men suddenly turn into arrogant monsters, or they're always meek as mice and never get past 'first base'. (I've never played baseball in my life - probably never will - so why do I use such American-centric expressions! How *leftfield* of me! Aaaargh!)

Okay, let's get really personal.

Why do I only ever meet sexually timid and repressed types who like sex but don't REALLY LIKE SEX!?

It's not that I don't meet sexy - far better than the horrible expression of over-sexed - women. I do. And they (obviously) bloody frighten me away.

So there I am, sulking on a Sunday morning because I want *it* and t'bloody missus (chance would be a fine thing) wants to get up and do chores or get up and go for a walk or get up and go rowing. But I know one thing, she doesn't want me to GET UP!

I've met the woman I want to be with. But something puts me off her.

So it's more than likely that the moaning minnies above have also met the men they'd like to be with too, but can't get past that indescribable annoyingness, weakness or whatever.

It's a shame. It really is.

So what solutions do I have?

Well, apart from getting all ranty and shouting 'STOP BLOODY MOANING ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE, MISSUS, AND DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT', all I can suggest is the following...

(And I say this, being a fan of Phil McGraw, he of Oprah Winfrey fame, as well as one that is involved in marketing.)

CHANGE what you're doing!

Yes, change what you're doing, people. It's the only way to get a different result.

Even better - and here's where the marketing principles come into it - change what you're doing, and measure the success or failure of that change; and then adjust accordingly.

Simple.

Life is so simple.

(Of course you might just like moaning. Ah, that's the subject of another rant dear Reader!)

On a much loftier note (though I guess it is related to the above nonsense) I see a lot of trouble and strife in the world right now (twas ever thus, I know!).

I see a lot of misunderstanding, a lot of hate, a lot of intolerance, and (of course) a lot of fighting and killing and war.

What can *I* do about it all.

Well - and I've lined the punchline up beautifully (even if I say so myself) - to quote someone far greater than me (and I'm not talking about Oprah now), I can...

be the change I want to see in the world(*).

Amen to that.

Knock on the door, and that's the man you'll find.

Good night.

(And, for God's sake, stop moaning, sexy!)

(*) I always loved the opening quotes in Luc Beson's Subway
"To be is to do" - Socrates
"To do is to be" - Sartre
"Do be do be do" - Sinatra

(Priceless.)

4 - Explain!

1. How do you explain the inexplicable?

2. How do you understand the incomprehensible?

3. How do you act without actions, and speak without words?

Well, today I've been trying to do number 1. I've been trying to explain something that is difficult to explain, but that is worthy of being explained. (See, you're confused already and I've only written a single sentence :-) )

As for 2, this is a life goal for me (come back, when I'm 97, and all will be revealed).

And 3? I think it's a riddle. After all, you're always taking some action (even if that action is inaction). So I guess you're always saying something, even if it's nothing. (Really?)

Still working on 3.

And 4. I'll explain 4 later.

4 Unwanted Moments in Life

1) Calling your girlfriend your ex-girlfriend's name!
2) Waiting, and you don't know how long you have to wait for!
(Even worse, waiting for a date that doesn't show!)
3) Sitting in a dentist's chair, when you know you have to have three fillings
4) That moment you say "au revoir" to your lover

4 Pack!

Huh? I've been robbed!

4 Sentences (about who?)

1. I love you, but
2. I still don't trust you
3. And I'm not sure I believe you, and
   think you're just playing a game
4. But I'm not angry with You anymore (which is nice!)

4: "If I'd wanted to look for clues...

I'd have become a detective!"

And Miranda does sound like the name of a slut - she might even be one, for all I know - but, to me, she's just a dark-haired attractive woman in a photo stuck on my book-case (it's probably an ad. selling summat or other)!

If you want help going to the moon, visit Google. And, if you look really closely, you'll see where I get my inspiration from. Lol

So, I don't wanna be a detective (don't wanna go to Chelsea, either!) but I do want to be your...
[fill in the gap, as appropriate]

At the very least, I want to stay friends...
xxx

Miss Communication (Substantial Pink)

Pink will Always be Substantial to Me

There are many ways to communicate these days. Here are a few methods I have been involved in during the space of the last few days with friends C from France and M from Poland.

EMAIL to C

Subject: Blessed Communication

C

Thank you for your blessed communications.

Not that I look at things the same as you (I don't) but it's *really* good to start to understand this different way.

However, I'm going to be a little antagonistic in my response. (This used to be a way that I would learn more about something. Argue, question, and be devil's advocate! So, apologies now okay... ;-) )

Some questions...

1) Are you 'more friends than ever with Olivier' because he communicates *like you* now, because he no longer wants something from you that you can't give him, or...?

2) If you've been deceived by others in the past, why can't you simply(!) say so? Is it because you don't know that it's this previous deception that is affecting you, or the fact that you don't feel that you should have to say this. Or...?

(M has been deceived on many occasions in her past. She trusts no man (well, one - a man that saved her life!). She is still drawn to confident, deceptive men, and I think I am not her typical man. She doesn't trust me, either, thinking that 'still waters run deep', and that I could cause her even more damage than the other men...!)

3) Why do you think people are hurt too easily, and what is wrong with those people? (You yourself said that you were sensitive. Is this not just another kind of sensitivity?)

4) You say you are rude to friends/family when 'they don't do enough'. Enough what? 'They hide themselves behind long speeches...' - do they really hide, or is this just how they communicate, and isn't it just as valid as how you communicate?

5) 'They avoid 2 ask them selves the good questions to improve their being..!' Are you sure? Or is this just your assumption.

Personally speaking, I have never wanted to avoid how to improve my being. It might look this way as I struggle behind 'long speeches', but I'm just doing my best to communicate and be communicated with.

Just because I keep on making the same mistakes does not mean that I am not trying to stop making these mistakes. It's called having a lack of wisdom, and we are all unwise about some aspect of our lives. I have great wisdom in some areas, and am always happy to share it with others...

To be a little more harsh, C, it feels to me like you have little sympathy for people who cannot do what you can do so easily! I am probably guilty of this, too. (I always used to think that a bit of straight-talking would always help matters. Now I know better. What I don't know, though, is how else to communicate.)

We all have different skills, and just because we lack one skill does not mean we are not blessed with another. This is a mistake many people make.

One of my mottos in life: NEVER underestimate *anyone*!

In the very early days, M used to tell me that I was trying to 'stop the river from flowing' when I was trying to get her to explain herself to me, to open herself up to me. I sort of understood, but then I used to think, "Why is my 'river' not as valid as hers?"

Hallelujah! [To what you say]

The universe is amazing; just as amazing as you and I.

Again, I *really* have enjoyed hearing what you have to say about this. I apologise if my words above seem a little too aggressive. (M never liked it when I apologised! :-)) Forgive me, if that's the case - it's my way of finding out more, in *this* email.

I will revert to softer ways, in the future:-)

You have a great day, and weekend too

S

PS Re being creative, I think dancing is my creative outlet but I don't do it enough :-( Walking in Yorkshire also counts, and I do that a lot :-)

EMAIL to M

[What did you think to the photos? I think I look pale, and like a woman :-( Beardlessness doesn't suit me!]

INSTANT MESSENGERS
My Windows Messenger Display Name: What colour are your...?

M's Windows Messenger Display Name and Personal Message: Substandard Grey
Morituri te Ignoramus. Fly East...

WEBSITE - courtesy of M
[Removed by request of M]

WEBSITE (More... 'Here's one I made earlier') - Courtesy of Yours Truly

Mama

Kiss my hand;
blow in the air:
Find your Mama!
Find your Mama!

Walk my talk;
goin' nowhere:
Watch me Mama!
Watch me Mama!

Close my eyes;
dryin' my tear:
Whisper 'Mama!'
Whisper 'Mama!'

Beat my chest;
havin' no fear:
Tell your Mama!
Tell your Mama!

Share my smile;
think of You hear:
Wake up Mama!
Wake up Mama!

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(Repeat. Until Mama wakes up!)
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SMS 2 my friend C

I did think u were upset, actually, because i think i may have questioned u too aggressively :-) Not my intention. I think I have learned quite a lot about me from that email. Maybe u will learn from ur reply to me. U can see why I struggled to communicate with my Polish friend (who communicates like u).

EMAIL to C

Subject: Polish Communications

[Removed, but basically it explains the above tenuous connections and the reasons why the WEBSITE is about (whatever it's meant to be about!) :-)]

EMAIL to M

Do I have your permission to put your [WEBSITE] here

[answer: No, it's still a work in progress]

If not, and if I've done a bad thing, then I will take yourwords down immediately. Thanks for sharing, though!

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Etc.

Ad infinitum
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(Actually, this is also a work-in-progress.

There is something else I want to say. Just not sure how to go about sayin' it...)
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Of course, you do realise...

Morituri te Ignoramus
("We are about to die, you idiot!")

4 PS

John Boring(*)

What sort of name is that, then?

(* Framed sites, man! So 20th Century!)

4 - Ideas

My head has been 'spinning' with ideas today as to how I can make some more mon-ay. After all, I can't keep on relying on my present sources of income (like this, but not quite!)

So I probably needn't have bothered with the National Lottery aka Lotto today, had I?

4pm? No,it's 4.57pm...

and that's about the sum of my 'wit' today.

Got a lot of work done today, I think, but I just feel tired. Not helped by the fact that my internet provider made some changes last night - nay, improvements! - and so I wasn't able to log on today the whole morning.

Didn't just affect me.

Others are probably much more chirpy right now.

I am such a miserable boy sometimes! :-)

Ah, it's 5pm - time to stop, and do "something less boring instead"

Adios.

4 Words?

Lovers? Friends? Neither? Both?

4... 3,2,1

"Brb"

"brb"

"Be right back"

Be right back? I keep on counting down, but they never come back!

Please put me out of my misery someone, anyone!. What does brb really mean in the oh-so-easy-to-misunderstand-ignore-flirt-frustate-and-plain-giggle world of IM?

PS It really is snowing out there. Be right back with another weather forecast soon!

4 Words...

that describe who?

1) feisty, single-minded, sexy, enigmatic

2) individual, serious, silly, considerate

3) elusive, vain, determined, over-sexed

They aint one person, folks! They be three, see!

And this is what I was gonna put in today's journal (but I forgot it, until now):

• "I'm in an in-crowd of one!"

(I am wearing a Calvin Klein top so I must be in with someone, somewhere! The fact that the top(!) is a gift from a far k00ler kat than me is neither hear nor there!)

Woman in Black (I know you so well?)

(Another writing exercise.)

Okay our man Nick Daws is at it again. This time I have to answer 20 questions about an unknown character, in my case she's an attractive woman in black (aged mid-20s, I guess).

She's a beautiful woman, actually, but I don't think that disqualifies her from this exercise.

So, according to Nick, "This [exercise] enables the student to build up a profile of the person in the picture... The completed questionnaire will provide the basis for a fictional character which could then be used..." however one wants :-)

Questions.

(Erm, I do hope this counts as 'fair use'.)

Okay, questions (with my answers):

1. What is their name

Miranda

2. Hold old is she?

27

3. Where does she live?

Hmm, tricky. Bath, she lives in Bath. She looks quite posh, far too posh to be a Northern Lass!

4. Is she married?

Nope.

5. Does she have children?

No. Though, despite her squeaky-clean appearance, there was that little 'scare' she had whilst studying History at Bristol University. Obviously, the scare had nothing to do with studying at Bristol, it just occurred at that time. No, the scare was to do with Daniel, a friend of a friend.

They'd had unprotected sex, several times, and she'd got pregnant.

Of course she had to had 'to terminate'. It would have ruined her career, and she wasn't even seeing Daniel.

She doesn't regret this, though she does wonder sometimes what the child would have been like.

No, she likes her freedom. There will be plenty of time for babies when she's older. Much older.

6. Does she have a job? If so, what?

Well I'd be lying if I told you that she wasn't a model, because that's clearly what this woman - Miranda - is, a model.

But okay, let's stretch the brain cells a little; let's do a spot of meditation; let's tap into the Creative Mind, so to speak.

Yes, she's a chimney sweep.

No!

(Do they even still have chimney sweeps?)

Seriously. (30 seconds elapse.)

She runs her own graphic design business, that's what she does. And the fact that she looks like a model certainly doesn't harm her chances of getting those engineering brochure-type jobs.

7. What are her interests and hobbies?

Blimey!

Well she certainly likes to wear the best clothes. She looks immaculately turned out (insert suitable designer names here) whether she's working or not.

Other things she likes to do in her spare time:

Reading - chick-lit, inspiring biographies and autobiographies

Learning German

Skiing (in the winter)

Deep-sea Diving (any other time)

Interior decorating and design (she started on her own flat, and liked it so much that she volunteered to help several of her female friends too)

Cooking, and eating fine food

Going to the gym (naturally)

Hmm, I'm not inspired with this question. Come back to me, later, okay!

8 What is her ambition?

Easy. Grow her business so much that she can hand it over to others so she can either open up her own restaurant, or actually convert her hobby into a interior design business

9. What is her best quality?

Determination.

10. What is her worst quality?

Impatience, with men as well as with people she works with who are not as determined or thorough and professional as she is.

11. What does she most like?

She likes to see kindness in others

12. What does she most dislike?

Greediness, especially when it's unnecessary (Ed - is it ever necessary?)

13. How does she speak

She has a calm, slightly deeper than usual voice with the faintest tinge of a West Country accent (if you strain hard and know what to listen for)

14. How does she move?

She moves very gracefully indeed. Distractingly so to all of the engineers that happen to see her entering their building. She has a lovely upright posture, and the confidence of beauty mixed with talent and youth comes through.

15. What is her greatest fear?

Growing old

16. What does she most regret?

She turned down a design-opportunity for a company that later hit the big time. She would have realised her ambitions from that one contract.

17. What does the like to eat and drink

(Oh, I'm struggling here to come up with a whole range of food-stuffs. I'm going to pretend she likes to eat the same stuff as me. Mainly vegetarian food, with the odd bit of meat and fish. Flexitarian, I think the word is. Organic, wholesome, locally produced yada yada yada.)

18. Where do they like to go on holiday?

The most expensive skiing resorts she can afford. (Insert swanky ski gaff when I can be bothered to research it.)

And...

Picturesque towns in Germany and Austria, like Marburg. She likes to walk, and drink good wine, and of course sprechen sie the Deutsch.

(Now if only she could meet a German who didn't like to eat meat all the time, who loved skiing but also had big ambitions in life. Ahhh.)

19. What would she do if she won a big lottery prize?

Well, she'd want to start one of her two businesses (see above). But Miranda is one of those rare individuals who likes to think of others before herself, especially when it matters.

So does unselfishness matter when it comes to parking your car, or opening the door for others, or even not contacting friends quite as often as they'd like - no!

Or does unselfishness really matter when you win the lottery - you bet!

Miranda would make sure that all her close friends and family had what they most wanted in life, if she could afford it that is.

(List of stuff she'd buy for Mum, Dad, brother Paul and his wife/daughter go here. Strange item of clothing for best friend Dorothy (aka Dot) etc. etc.)

20. What one word best sums up her personality
Glowing.

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Right.

Finished.

Interesting exercise. Think I might well do the same for someone I actually know, and see what her reaction is. One word answer: snarling!

Hee hee.

4 me from U

The subtlest of communications?

"Sunset rox - thanx! off to work now..."

When it's part of someone's Windows Messenger id, and you're doing that teenage thing of 'not talking' to each other then yes, yes it is!

Thanx.