I blame birth order

For all the bad bits of my personality! I was born first so I'm attention seeking and argumentative, I can be selfish and worst of all I have no imagination. Seriously. I've been trying to write in this blog all summer and ask anyone, I've done loads of exciting things to share, but I don't want to just rhyme off all my summer activites. How boring would that be? But instead of thinking up some cool new angle, I wrote nothing. I stared at the nice blank box that normally has my fingers itching and couldn't think how to start. So I didn't. Now I'm sure you're thinking "thats not no imagination, thats just laziness!" You could say that, but then I'd blame it on the fact that I've got my younger brother to do everything for me since he was able! See, birth order again.

I can't play with toys either, I need other people. I don't really like my own company that much, I much prefer having people to entertain me. Siblings for example! I can't build anything with Lego, never have been able to. I need the instructions even to build a house. I still remember how to build the windmill that was first in the book. My brother was building space stations and land rovers and terrains for his dinosaur toys and I was copying the picture and arranging the furniture in my Sindy's dreamhouse.

So now I'm all out of things to write about again, so until next time...

We miss you!

I watched BBC's "Life of Grime" today. Twice, on two seperate occasions. I hate that programme, it makes me queasy, but the legend that is John Peel is the narrator. I miss him every day and I know that there are many young people just like me who feel lost in that big sea that is new music.

At first I will admit, I didn't recognise the dulcet tones straight away, I knew the voice made me feel happy and warm and fuzzy and I wanted to listen to it more but it was only after a few seconds that I put a name to a voice and I felt so much better. I miss tuning in at night and hearing the now famous "I think I played that at the wrong speed but I think it sounds much better that way" or the shock in his voice as a record ends early and after a few seconds of dead air you hear "oh! Sorry! It's back to me isn't it."

I could go on and on as many already have about the late great John Peel, but I'll leave with my favourite tribute which sums up my feelings exactly. Right I can't find the exact quote so I'll paraphrase for the moment.

"I was never an avid listener to his show but just knowing he was there when I wanted to listen made the world a nicer place."

I still get a pang of sadness when I go to tune in to the John Peel show and remember that he's gone. There is no replacement. We miss you JP!!