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Here are some questions sent to me by another blogger:

1. Where in the world is your favourite holiday destination? Of the places I’ve been, the place I loved the most was Hoi Ann in Vietnam. But I like to go to different places rather than one place repeatedly.
In Hoi Ann

2. What was your favourite subject at school? Art but I didn’t study it because I didn’t like our art dept.

3. What would be the first thing you did if you won the Lottery? Go on holiday! To India. 

4. Who would you want to be marooned on a desert island with? My husband and children of course! Is that pathetic?!

5. What would be your ideal date night? Emlyn, shiraz, pizza, chocolate, dvd, doings.

6. Full English or Continental? Bit of both, I like Eggs, cheese, tomatoes and olives ideally. I am not being a ponce here tho, this was just a perfect combo I discovered from an all inclusive holiday in Cyprus!

7. What talent do you wish you had? To be able to act.

8. Which are your favourite pair of shoes? My battered fit flops in the summer and comfy boots in the winter.

The Sardinian sea we snorkelled in everyday on honeymoon.
9. What’s your best memory? Being drunk in a field in Glastonbury as a teenager, without a care in the world. Or on my honeymoon snorkelling with my husband in the med. Or tucking my son up into bed when he was little and just learning to talk and him asking for his “nummy” (dummy). It made my heart burst. All of those things!

10. Summer or Winter? Normally summer but as I LOVE Christmas, it’s going to have to be Winter.

11. Who do you think is the most famous person in the world? This is an unusual question! I don’t know, it’s probably somebody rubbish like David Beckham!

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My 11 Random Facts:

I’m a dragon in the Chinese Horoscope. Dragons are supposedly lucky (I think I am a lucky person), make great leaders (YES!) and are full of shit apparently. Er…..

I used to be obsessed with the Foo Fighters from the years 1995 – 2003. SO much so that in my head, I was married to Dave Grohl for all that time. Hence my email address.

I lived in Melbourne, Australia for a year.

I am great at doing regional accents but have no ability to act, rendering this the most pointless talent in the history of talents.

I’m quite a good swimmer despite being really fat.

I can sing (in tune).

I’ve got a degree in Fine Art and Art History but I work in Finance.

Me in said outfit on my 18th, loving the attention!
My 18th Birthday outfit was made by Tom Jones’s cousin from Pontypridd.

Eight years ago I was 8 stone lighter than I am today.

I used to have one of my nipple’s pierced. (is that TMI? I’m not very good at not sharing!)

I have a weird obsession with Flageolet beans, ever since I had them in a little steak house in France as a kid. I eat them cold from the tin.
Delicious beeeeeeans! 

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