Five More Random Facts About Me
I’ve been tagged quite a few times this year in those “list random facts about yourself” memes, and I haven’t done any of them, for the usual reason: I’ve been blogging for so long now I’m pretty sure there’s not much I haven’t already shared. It’s possible that I should be more worried about that than I actually am. But anyway! Today I came up with a few random facts which you may-or-may-not have known, depending on how long you’ve been reading this blog, and how good your memory is. Mine isn’t brilliant, so apologies if you really have heard these a million times before…
01. I have been “flashed” at (i.e had men indecently expose themselves to me) twice. One of those times resulted in me having to attend a police line-up, where I got to stand behind one of those two-way mirrors, and look at a bunch of men standing in front of a height chart, just like in the movies. When the police officer in charge said I could ask the men to do anything that might help jog my memory, I had to resist the temptation to say, “Yeah, can you get them all to drop their pants, then?”
(No, I didn’t manage to identify him. I, er, hadn’t really seen his face. I DID get a mention in the local newspaper, though, which described me as “a local woman”. I was 18 at the time, and thought they must be talking about someone else…)
03. I was once approached by a major publishing house who asked me if I’d like to pitch a novel to them. I wrote a few, heavily-autobiographical chapters: they said they loved my writing and thought the book had potential, but that I need to add in sub-plots and characters who weren’t ME. I was totally unable to do this. It is the biggest regret of my life.
04. I did not change my name when I got married, but most of the people who know me assume I did, so I get a lot of mail addressed to ‘Amber Miaoulis’, who doesn’t actually exist. (Or not in MY house, anyway – I think there IS an ‘Amber Miaoulis’ on Facebook.) It doesn’t bother me, but it does sometimes make me think I’ve opened someone else’s mail by mistake…
And there you have it: if you feel like listing random facts about yourself, consider yourself tagged!