Thank you to the lovely Sarah at Things Sarah Loves for nominating me in the Love/Hate Tag! Now technically, writing about things I hate goes against all the rules of this blog… but I feel it’s about time I actually completed something I’ve been tagged in. So here goes:
10 things I love
(A lot of these won’t be a surprise…)
A nice cup of tea. There’s nothing that a cup of tea can’t fix. Well, maybe a few things. But not many.
My bed. In fact I might love it a bit too much… (Big surprise, I’m still no good at mornings.)
The theatre. People keep asking me if I’m sick of it yet, now that I go to the theatre on average 2 or 3 times a week. Nope. I still love it.
A great book that I can’t put down. You know the kind that you think about all day and can’t wait to get back to – or have to stay up all night finishing. That kind.
Pandas. I’ve recently realised that I love pandas; there’s something irresistible about their faces. I think it’s because they always look slightly confused. They’ll never beat tigers, but they’re still pretty awesome.
Christmas. And my birthday. Because I’m basically a child.
Pimm’s. I think my love for Pimm’s may only be increasing as the years go by. It’s just not summer without it.
Tennis. Especially the Davis Cup. You can’t beat that atmosphere.
Laughing at something really stupid. Until you can’t breathe and your ribs hurt, and you don’t even remember what you’re laughing about, but you just know that it was really, really funny.
10 things I hate
The Piccadilly Line. I find it hard to explain how much I hate travelling on the Piccadilly Line, which is hot, sweaty and always rammed. It even makes the District Line seem comfortable.
Chewing gum. I’ve never quite been able to see the point of it, and I can’t stand listening to other people chew it.
Bugs. Of all kinds, but especially spiders and wasps. Moths are fine.
Anything to do with eyes. I mean like eye injuries, that kind of thing. Watching Game of Thrones is basically hell for me. (I really don’t know why I do it.)
Smoking. Because bleurgh.
Beer. I’ve never been particularly keen, but one night a few years ago decided in my wisdom to mix beer and sambuca, and ended up with my first (and hopefully last) alcohol-related injury. No more beer for me.
Crowds. Not in a claustrophobic way, but because I can’t stand that shuffling walk you have to do to get anywhere.
People who talk in the theatre. No. Just no. You’re not in your living room. Sssh.
Extreme temperatures. I hate being too hot or too cold. And I’m not a fan of average temperatures, because I never know what to wear. So basically, I’m British. (I’m not keen on rain, either.)
Being wrong. Even though I assume most of the time that I am wrong, I hate it when I’m proved right. About being wrong. If that makes sense.
And now I nominate Lexie, Dani, Safia, Ioana and Rachel; let’s hear your 10 loves and hates! (Sorry if any of you have already done it…)