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Moth: QI was good this week.

Me: It had Ross Noble in.

Moth: And Julian Clary.

Me: It had Ross Noble in.

Moth: And Bill Bailey.

Me: It had Ross Noble in.

Moth: And Ross Noble, I'll give you that.

Hama Beads

With almost every person, there are deeds that they have done that they don't remember, that other people do. This can be very annoying, as they will insist on repeating it or them over and over and over again even when you know that you've done it and don't remember it.

So here are some of mine.

I once took a bite out of a glass. (I wonder how I even managed it - or if it hurt)

I used to go to the toilet every time I saw a sign. (Yes I did teach myself to read at about 4 years of age, (Correction, well earlier than that, possibly even at 2) apparently, and this was a sign of it)

I once stuck Hama Beads up my nose.

I once 'had a fight with' a radiator and cracked my head open. they stuck it back together with Super Glue (its initial purpose in life). I then peeled most of the glue off but it had worked its magic by then. I still have the scar on my forehead.

Once in a car after another driver had done some dangerous manoeuvres and my mother had uttered some less than nice language, I said "Mother, there's a child in the car,"

I used to eat anything except custard and cream - this includes slugs, snails, and snowberries.

I tripped up and I said that my knees etc. weren't hurt. Once we'd got close to home I said "And my hands don't hurt either!"

I convinced a load of nursery nurses that I couldn't speak. They learnt I could when they saw me gabbling away to my mother, and they were very shocked, to say the least.

I got sick on fudge.

There may be a couple more, but I can't think of any at the moment.

Refreshers

As a kid, I was very energetic. I sprouted energy, but I always got more from somewhere.

Refreshers were the best sweets ever. They fizzled on your tongue and burst into flavour - if you were prepared to wait! They were also good for crushing, which also let the sugar out. I loved them to death and could consume a packet in seconds.

"I really love Refreshers!"

Not that anyone wanted me to, of course. Whenever I had had a packet of Refreshers, I was in a super energetic hype and it was impossible to get me down into a seat, to the annoyance of my mother, my brother, and my two sisters. I'd be there, bounding around and blocking the TV screen, or just being a pest in general.

Lots and lots of energy!

But I would still do anything for Refreshers.

Semibreve: I bet you can't sit down and stay still for 5 minutes.

Me: (having the type of competitiveness that comes with masses of super-hype-energy) I bet I could!

Semibreve: No you couldn't!

Moth: If Minim can sit still for 5 minutes, then Minim, you get the extra pack of Refreshers. Deal?

Me: (who would do anything for Refreshers) Deal!

I sat on the sofa in the corner of the room, intent on getting the Refreshers. Half a minute passed, and I started to get bored. What did my sisters and brother do to stave this off? The TV program was some boring thing, so I couldn't be bothered to watch the stuff.

A minute had gone. 4 minutes left, I reminded myself, starting to panic. I felt sure I would not get those Refreshers, because I'd moved a bit during that one minute. I looked around for something to keep me on track.

"Help..."

And that's when I spotted it. One thing that I rated even higher than Refreshers.

A Garfield book.

And yes, I did manage to get it.

I doubted whether the book would actually hold my attention for the full four minutes left. It never felt like more than that, anyway. Fortunately for younger me, my knowledge and understanding of time passages never was good.

I opened the book. During the first few pages I constantly looked up at the time, wishing for it to be over. But after a while it caught my whole attention and I sat there, reading happily.

When time was up and my Refreshers won, I kept on reading the book, spurred on by the fact that it was awesome, and I could collect my well-deserved and totally mine Refreshers any day. But I quickly finished.

And it was time for me to collect my reward for my being quiet and settled.

But my mother regretted it.

Because I quickly engulfed those as well, and returned to my super-hyper-energetic-madness once more, with a relish. Revenge is sweet, after all.

Yay for energy!