I must’ve learned something…

Day 2 of Writing 101 – make a list, either ‘things I like’, ‘things I learned’. or ‘things I wish’

Ho hum… I’m not a big fan of lists, though I do occasionally post a listy type blog, the last one being ‘Little Irritations’ and before that ‘Reasons to be cheerful’.  So I’m not completely agin ‘em, but being asked to write one off the top of my head seems a bit dull.  After all, don’t most of us wish for the same sort of things, like the same sort of things (ok, so you might actually enjoy a bowl of jelly – yuck!), and generally find out things the hard way?  So I’m stumped.  Can’t think of anything original to write in my list. Hmmph… only the second day of writing 101 and I’m falling at the first hurdle. Gee thanks wordpress fairies.

So….

Hmm… lets see…

Things I’ve learned…

Hell, I must have learned something in 60 odd years….

  1. Milk goes off if you forget to put it back in the fridge
  2. Paper cuts hurt like hell
  3. It is possible to fall up stairs
  4. Mice like chocolate biscuits
  5. life throws curveballs when you’re least expecting them
  6. If I wear a thick jumper the weather will turn unseasonally warm
  7. If I take an umbrella out with me it won’t rain
  8. It is almost impossible to get a turmeric stain out of a white blouse
  9. Can’t please everybody
  10. I think I can sing, but really, I can’t
  11. Using a piece of greaseproof paper taller than the cake tin helps the cake rise
  12. Life is too short
  13. It never snows at Christmas
  14. The All Blacks always win
  15. 9 times 9 is….. hell, I don’t know… who cares…
  16. Trust no-one
  17. Crying doesn’t make things better
  18. Don’t rub your eye after chopping chillis
  19. I am not elegant when I’m on ice-skates
  20. You don’t automatically become wiser as you get older

There you go, I managed it – 20 things I’m pretty sure about – especially the last one… 🙂

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9 thoughts on “I must’ve learned something…

  1. Love your list. I am not fan of lists either. My mom always told me to make a list to remember to do things. Once she called and asked me if I had done something and I said no, I forgot. She asked, where is your list? I told her honestly – I lost it. My list is a poem. Thanks for sharing.

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