This isn’t something I usually do, but with love to Etta of http://depressionmarathon.blogspot.com, here we go
1) What was I doing 10 yrs ago?
Busy working in media, living on an old farm near Stellenbosch, travelling up and down from Limpopo Province and dreaming about the rain queen, the Modjadji. Drinking like a fish, blunted and depressed.
2) What are 5 things on my to-do list for today (not in any particular order):
1.Sitting in my women’s liberation theology group
2. Making a deep-dish fish pie with fresh dill
3. Playing with my dog
4. Email a friend all about Emily Bronte and varieties of romantic love
5. Post on my favourite AA cyber site
3) Snacks I enjoy:
Gorgonzola, ripe, and cold white Genoa figs. Plump black kalamata olives in a small bowl.Torn chunks of fresh peasant bread dipped in dukkah spices.
4) Things I would do if I were a billionaire:
Set up educational trusts across the African continent; fund democratic peace initiatives in Zimbabwe; fund research and development work to fight Aids and HIV in southern Africa; fund literacy projects in the Third World; set up trusts for struggling artists and writers and small publishers in Africa, with especial concern for Arabic writers battling censorship. That should help me dispose of any excess affluence in a very short space of time!
5) Three of my bad habits:
2. Snacking on cheeses and olives
6) 5 places I have lived:
2. Nyanga, Zimbabwe
3. Vila Machipanda, Mozambique
4. Cape Town, South Africa
5. Overberg, South Africa
7) 5 jobs I have had:
1. Organoleptic tester, fisheries research
2. Project designer in criminology
3. Women’s studies tutor
4. Lecturer in hermeneutics
5. Features writer in media
And I am not tagging anyone. Enough curious facts for now. I am going to make a large pot of tea, think about a fish pie and go back to my email on Emily Bronte and the puzzle of how a clergyman’s daughter came to know so much about sexual passion. Her sister Charlotte, who seems to have been a little afraid of her, says that Emily never had a friend in her life. But Emily knew something about desire and need and having her heart broken. God knows how, but she did. And her Gothic masterpiece Wuthering Heights is full of that strange unearthly power of a love that never lessens its hold.