One woman's weird may be another woman's normal. Remember I said that! Here we go:
1. I love the smell of printer's ink and glossy paper. In my past life as a librarian, there was no smell better than the one that emerged from a box of brand new books. Now that I'm in the magazine game, I sniff the new issue as soon as it arrives each month. They think I am mad at work. I am convinced the smell wears off once it is exposed to air.
2. I cannot swim. I know that this is a seriously weird thing failing for a Sydney-born girl but I could never get the hang of coordinating my arms, legs and head work together in a steady rhythm. Does this make me un-Australian?
3. I love to sing very loudly, often, even though I cannot sing in tune. Many years ago, this was very shockingly made clear to me by my three year old nephew. We were playing singing games when he suddenly put up his hand and said: "Don't sing anymore. You are really bad." I ask you! A three year old!
4. I am very shy. You may not think this is weird, but after all the years I've been on this earth, don't you think I should have gotten past it? So don't think I am aloof; I'm just shy.
5. I love to hang wet washing on the clothesline and admire it. There is something very therapeutic about seeing it flap gently in the wind as the sun dries it out. The smell of the cloth absorbing the air is another scent I adore. It gives me a great sense that everything is right in my world. Of course it is even more exciting for me when the washing is composed of newly hand-dyed fabrics.
6. I can't use chopsticks. Gave up trying years ago because I could never get the things to work in my hand. I used to eat at Chinese restaurants but now I go to Thai ones more often (they don't use chopsticks!).
So how's that Kathy and Sarah? Am I weird enough to still be your friend?