Sunday, 30 March 2008

Seven Deadly Sins






I know it has been an age since I have blogged so long in fact that many of you will have forgotten who I am and the rest had perhaps presumed, nay hoped ,I had died or been arrested. But no matter no one forces you to read this drivel you know, you could go out and save the planet or do something useful instead.


Anyway, I digress, I am rather good at digressing,even if I do say it myself. I think I did it for A level although it may have been S level combined with Greek literature and advanced origami, it was a long long time ago and some things are best forgotten. As I was saying before I headed off on a dubious educational side track, as some sort of sadistic punishment for my long silence I have been hit heatedly about the head with a wet fish by Muddyboots. I think this may be an old Yorkshire custom instigated by the wives of trawler men from Hull. A similar habit was prevalent amongst the sardine gutters of Paimpol during the height of their popularity at the turn of the century. Here, therefore, we have dear and patient reader, seven incredibly boring and dull things you probably never felt the need to know about me, none of which will leave you any the wiser nor change your life , however any complaints please address to Pondside who tagged Muddyboots who tagged me in return….



1. As a child I had an impressive collection of tiger claws and teeth, Courtesy of a family friend who was a zoo and circus vet. I wonder what ever happened to them…the teeth and claws not the vet. I know what happened to the vet.


2. I was taught to ride horses by a very stout Bedouin called Magdi who did the stunt riding for, amongst other films, Gallipoli, hence he would have me racing at speed down sand dunes around the pyramids leaning forward in my saddle whist waving an imaginary sword and yelling loudly to the accompaniment of his singing various snatches of film theme music as loudly as his capacious lungs would let him. As a result I now ride one handed like and Arab with the constant soundtrack of his voice in my head.


3.I love skinny dipping, and have spent many a happy hour in various bits of various oceans about the world swimming about stark naked and cursing the idiot who has inevitably chosen ,out of miles of deserted beach, to perch on the one rock where my clothes and towel lie.


4. The New Zealand Ambassadors cricket team once performed a private Hakka for my friends and I on a fellucca on the Nile, much to the consternation of the local boatman and the annoyance of the British Ambassador for whom they had refused to perform the night before.


5. I grew up with a ghost and was surprised to discover that other people did not have ghosts at their houses nor did some people believe in them.


6. I have watched whirling Dervishes in action under the light of a full moon.


7. I once camped on a beach only to find in the morning it was mined. It was a great deal easier getting on the beach than it was getting off it I can tell you! It did not however put me off camping wild.

Now I suspect ,like transmitting some terribly anti social disease, I must pass on this little germ to seven other poor soul so if you have not been inoculated against this then Toady, Milla, Francis, Littlebrowndog,Faith, Camilla and Ivy please go ahead tell us your seven secrets…or you could just pretend to be deaf and sing very loudly then claim you never heard my call…. I promise I shall not let on!

The photograph is not alas of me but it is definitely Un Peu Loufoque Queen of the desert don’t you think and it alleviates the seven boring bits above a trifle!

21 comments:

Sally's Chateau said...

Never ever dull, you are dear lady, terrifically entertaing, which leaves us all wanting more !!

Grouse said...

Glamorous and exotic to the last......

Cait O'Connor said...

Yours are undoubtedly the most exciting ... as I thought they might be

snailbeachshepherdess said...

Now we NEED to know all about the whirling dervishes....

Elizabethd said...

Dont be shy, we know the photo IS really you.

lampworkbeader said...

I'm speechless!

Frances said...

Un Peu,

Each of those seven secrets is tantalizing, just a hint on seven more secrets behind it! What a return you have made.

In reply to your very kind invitation to reveal a few of my own rather tame secrets, I hope that you will allow me to wait a while. The exciting and exotic atmosphere you've created today should be savored!

xo

Pondside said...

How could a skinny-dipping, dervish-watching, one-handed-riding, arab-trained, Hakka-viewing wild camper ever be mentionned in the same blog as the word 'boring'. Of course that photos is of you! I'd have recognized that face (also seen on a couple of tiles) anywhere!

KittyB said...

Boring? You are joking! Gob-smackingly fascinating actually.

Fennie said...

Ah - an elegant mermaid on a ghostly horse, whirling among the dervishes, with tiger claws in her hair, as, dancing hakkas, she dodges the landmines among the dunes. Oui, c'est toi!

muddyboots said...

you aren't related to or the reincarnation of Mata Hari perchance?

WesterWitch/Headmistress said...

Fabulous list . . .I think you had better go and sit in the naughty corner and do lines . . . I am not boring . .
500 should do it - and no copying and pasting.

So . . er . . what did happen to the vet . . you didn't say.

LittleBrownDog said...

Absolutely NOT dull in the least, mon vieux (or should that be ma vielle? Never heard that said somehow).

Please remind me never to go riding with you as am of a v nervous disposition where horses are concerned and I don't think I could cope with rollicking sound track without becoming seriously unstuck.

RESPECT about the Hakkah - what a compliment! Obviously saw you were a continental force to be reckoned with rather than the namby pamby British diplomatic corps.

WOW about the whirling dervishes - you have certainly had a wild and interesting life, UP. However I am not sure I can follow it with anything remotely interesting by comparison. Will try, though.

xx

Faith said...

If all true then you are an interesting lady! I too like skinny dipping but the most interesting teeth I have are my children's baby teeth! You tagged me, but I've done mine already and not very interesting either.

Milla said...

will have nothing interesting to say, how cruel are you to ask this, Un Peu. I did 8 things last summer, anti-inflation has reduced it to 7. My 8 were rather long (http://milla-countrylite.blogspot.com/2007/06/tagging-stuff.html) so will try some short ones. I'll have to lie, obviously. Great to see you back.

Tattie Weasle said...

I've now got Lawrence of Arabia theme tuen stuck in my head as I imagine you galloping off int eh distance to the Pyramids - I fear I will be having very interesting dreams tonight...sleep well!!!!

Milla said...

did my 7. no dervishes, made do with excess blood instead ...

Exmoorjane said...

Oh Dear Lord......these aren't seven secrets, they are a novel in waiting. I really REALLY want your past (can I buy it from you?). I have long had a big BIG desert thing going and would just adore to charge down sand-dunes waving an imaginary sword at the infidel.

ChrisH said...

Goodness me - you've been popping out blogs all over the place whilst I've been away.

Her on the Hill said...

Tres exotique je dois dire! - and, of course, would expect nothing less from you! As they say, less is more - so let's hear a bit more. You obviously didn't grow up in Coulsdon....

I ride one-handed too, but the story of why is far more boring, but has a French basis.

Was thinking that you hadn't been around for a while (like me) and that I'd check up on your absenteism - so glad I did! Love the blue tiles by the way.

Zinnia Cyclamen said...

How exotic! I'd love to read longer versions of these.