2. Do you have a quirky eccentricity? I am a bit phone phobic. I dread a ringing phone and having to make phone calls to book appointments or order take-away. I have got WAY better over the years (my job has necessitated this). I also panic if I don't know exactly where I am going and where I am going to park the car when I get there. I am sure there are more...
3. My middle name is Claire. I remember something about it coming from Clarence, my Grandpa Rupert's middle name. It is Claire with the lot, as it has the i and the e! My oldest daughter shares my middle name, whilst my youngest has Ruby.
4. I am passionate about children's play. I believe that in our busy lives children are often being rushed and hurried. I believe that all children need time to play, uninterrupted time to pursure their ideas. I am not the sort of teacher that is always in children's faces saying "What are you doing?, What are you building?, What's that you are making?" I love it when a kid in the sand pit is asked what are you cooking and the kid says sand!
I am also passionate about reducing the amount of plastic in my life. I am also attracted to things that have had a previous life now more than ever, accept for maybe underwear.
5. Thongs or Birkenstocks? Thongs, although I did once have a fake pair of birkenstocks that hurt my feet.
6. Who was I before I had kids? Skinny and not all that interesting! A young teacher wishing that I could be with my own kids rather than other peoples. Now I say careful what you wish for! Seriously though, as a grown-up with kids I think life is better for me. I also now know that I had never experienced the big O until I had children!
7. Have I ever been arrested? No, but I did once nearly get thrown into a Mexican prison. It turns out it was just a prank, but very scary at 19 years of age.
8. This weekend I have caught up with a friend I have not seen for 15 years. We met as young teens on family holidays at a caravan park. We wrote to each other for many years sharing all our teenage angst mostly through tragic poems. We lost touch when she moved to the UK, but have just reconnected through the magic of Facebook.I also took my daughter to a dance masterclass at the Victorian College of the Arts and revisted the delights of Macbeth whilst helping my other daughter to study for her Year 10 exams. I played around with crochet flowers and enjoyed an Indian feast.Play along if you like, it is strangely therapuetic to say them out loud, or at least type them!