Ian wrote:Thought I'd resurrect this thread as I don't believe snaps or our resident fish have bared their souls in here yet.
I hate "baring" myself in public.
I live a quiet life. As a full time sole carer for my disabled son I spent lots of time at home with him. I enjoy it very much but it does restrict a lot of other things I could be doing, like drinking and raging. I'm fortunate enough to have had the financial security to do this for the last decade.
As for hobbies, I buy DVD's from Ebay mainly and have a hundred or more in my collection. Varied themes, but I confess to a liking for films with well written and acted female roles. I dislike testosterone driven "action" films, preferring more gentle, intelligent stuff.
I enjoy lots of different styles of music from classical to hard rock. Particular favourites are groups like Pink Floyd, U2 and Foo Fighters. Soloists? I just lurve Pink. Probably another hundred or more cd's.
I like sports, having played Aussie Rules Football and basketball until injuries ended those, and I'm able to sneak out to the golf course often enough to keep a single figure handicap.
Cooking is a hobby I've learned to enjoy, and having been married to a chef I fancy that I can do it pretty well, but I hate, hate, just hate, housew*rk. My son is learning how to do all that kind of stuff.
I'm not an obsessive hoarder like Kyle, but I do have a room full of junk I should really throw away.
Pretty much my life as I've come to know it.
Bloody hell. I'm depressed now.
Oh yeah, and I just luurrve Rebecka Liljeberg and Alexandra Dahlström, and talking to you lot.
There's a surprise.