Thursday, April 1, 2010

Seven Interesting Things about me

Nominated by Sort of Writing for this, here goes.I have avoided where possible blatant name dropping as its too easy and to be fair I've met a lot of famous people through my work. However as you'll see some were too famous to leave out.

1)In one day I spoke to Steve Jobs using the isight camera and set Bono up to link in live to the MacExpo in the US to launch the U2 itunes music service.

2)I once gave my wife fake flowers by accident and didn't realise it until after I had given them to her. I don't know where they are now but suspect they were binned a long time ago.We are still married and I won't make that mistake again.

3)My Great Aunt was nanny to the Romanov Children and my grandmother was in the Guinness Book of Records as the oldest practicing GP in the world for a while. She was 93 when she stopped practicing and lived to 103.

4) When I was three I fell from the top of a haybarn and landed on my back in the farmyard. I was unharmed and don't think there was any lasting damage.I'll leave that for others to judge.

5)I have only ever won one competition , where I sent a riddle in to go on an Ice Cream stick. I won a Kodak Instamatic camera which my brother broke within two hours of me getting it. All I can say is he should not of been on top of the Fridge in the first place and I'm not bitter.

6) I started driving at the age of eight (tractors).

7) I was on stage at the Gaiety pantomime with Maureen Potter & Des Keogh. I had to sing "Hubba Hubba Hubba" along with other poor unfortunates from the audience. I still am unable to think of this without cringing.

There you go, some interesting, some not so much so.

I am an Individual

If I tell myself enough I'll believe it, I am not a number, I am fighting against the breakdown of our society and its headlong crash towards the worship of worldly goods as a measure of a person.

Mostly in my head (as I am also a pacifist and abhor violence)and also some of those people scare me.

So when the conversation turns to what people want, what they got and what they need next, I tend to drift away to the special place in my mind reserved for the appearing to listen but not really doing so.An art most males of my age have perfected. It only really requires the odd 'Hmmm', and 'I see' and 'really' interjected at suitable times.It doesn't really matter as people don't really want to hear what I have to say in reply, they are in the main just looking for approval for what they have to say.

I am not and never will be impressed with peoples material wealth. I don't care about whether their kitchen cost 10 euro or 10K euro. I don't care if they have a tent in Cork or a holiday home in Spain. I don't care if they have a small, medium or large mortgage. What I do care about is people and how they treat other people.

There....the rant is over ... and you know what it feels good...maybe I should do it again.