I've stolen this meme from both My Life Inside and Bringing up Charlie mainly because I thought it might be a bit of harmless fun.
I'm not going to tag anyone – but anyone is welcome to do this meme and tag others as they see fit.
OK, so ...
I collect ... all sorts of dross, but mostly books. Just books, books, books. Interleaved with the occasional bit of technology and music and dross. It's no wonder really our house is a good emulation of a distressed jumble sale: I buy new stuff and Noreen doesn't throw anything away. Anybody got a month to spare to come round and sort it all out for us? If so, bring a skip!
I can't live without ... well let's be honest we could all live without everything except occasional food and water. But there are things without which we would struggle to feel life worthwhile. For me this would include, but may not be limited to, Noreen, cats, good food, beer, books and access to the natural world.
My guilty pleasure is ... I don't have guilty pleasures! Why are pleasures always supposed to be guilty anyway? But I do have a few pleasures: sex, beer, erotica, cats, nudity. If you think any of them are guilty, then that's your problem, not mine. Guilt, like obscenity, is in the mind of the beholder.
Our house is filled with ... dross. Piles of it. And books. See above.
I treasure my ... mind. I am able to think; logically. I was trained that way. It saves me from all forms of Devil worshippers. And as Noreen has said in the past "mind the size of the Albert Hall and he runs around in it". Slight exaggeration, but flattering nonetheless.
Right now I can’t stop thinking about ... well being a bloke the obvious answer is: sex. After all aren't all men supposed to think of sex every 4 seconds or something daft. More prosaically I'm contemplating all the useful things I should be doing instead of this. Boring!
Currently I am reading ... the pile of books about 6 feet high beside the bed. Books on science, mythology, Chaucer, Anthony Powell, Romney Marsh ... it's all there!
My favourite item of clothing is ... nothing. Yes, that's right, I'm happiest in the nude. Well I did have a Bohemian and naturist upbringing! One of my underlying philosophies is: Nude when possible; clothed when necessary. Sadly the necessary is all too frequent.
The last thing that really inspired me was ... Oh My God, That Britni's Shameless. Whether you agree with the young lady or not (and it happens I do agree with a lot she says) she is so outspoken and tells it as she sees it, that she has made me question not only what I believe but also the extent to which, and how, I communicate this.
My comfort food is ... errr ... food? Quite a few things fall into the comfort food category: fish and chips; sausages; almost anything in good cheese sauce, beer. All of them hideously bad for one – but that's the point isn't it?
On my desk are ... PC, screen, keyboard and mouse; laser printer; backup disk array; filing trays; phone; piles of paperwork; pens; keys; mobile phone; rubber stamps; half a dozen CDs; teddy bear; fax machine; tissues; vase of daffodils; and a large mug of tea. Yes it is a large desk (aka. worktop).
This weekend I will ... catch up on some sleep; try to empty the spare bedroom ready for house guests.
Tonight I must ... take delivery of the supermarket order.
I love what I do because ... as I'm retired I can do whatever the hell I like!!
So there it is. Do with it as you will. After all, it's free!