I am a 35-year-old Australian N.B.F (natural born feminist, never got the vagina = inferior thang) who lives in London with one lovely Englishman and too many remote controls (and phones that look like remote controls).
My hobbies include thinking, ruminating, reading, daydreaming, overanalysing and cutting stuff out of newspapers.
I can be both stoopidly sentimental and bitterly cynical (not that the two are mutually exclusive). And my absolute bete noir: mindless, myopic stereotyping based on genderraceclasssexuality and other constructed, arbitrary categories. (Imagine if we defined ourselves in terms of eye colour or nipple size?)
My favourite food group is carbohydates, my karaoke song of choice is Pat Benatar's "Love is a Battlefield" and I used to be able to speak Indonesian.
3 comments:
Very cute, Dr P! It's funny to have a photo of Mr Ed to go with it. He's so urbane!
I know, he's probably the least bohemian horse ("of course!")- I just love him so much and wanted him on the plog!
Is it true they used to put peanut butter in his mouth, which he would then suck at, to make him move his mouth as he did?
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