My friend Lisabet Sarai just did me the dubious honour of conferring the “Versatile Blogger” award to me. I guess what that means is that I’ll rant and rave about anything! I’m supposed to pass this along to fifteen other bloggers (fifteen??!! Yikes!). That ain’t gonna happen. Tell you seven things about myself that you didn’t know. Hmmm, not sure about that one either. And drop by my victims’ blogs to let them know they’ve been awarded. Okay, that I’m cool with.

Okay, so things you didn’t know.

1. With the exception of the four-legged members of the family, each of us (J, The Wast, Little Dinosaur and myself) has been born on a different continent.

2. J and I chose our wedding date specifically because it was United Nations Day, and we thought that that concept of universality encapsulated what our life together would be like. (From time to time, it’s also resembled a Security Council veto and a couple of resolutions of impending war, but you got to take the good with the bad, know what I mean?)

3. Because there was so much going on, in my late twenties and early thirties, I used to go one night a week without sleep.

4. I hate reality TV shows.

5. I’ve won trophies and medals for martial arts in every tournament I ever entered.

6. I used to play piano and flute.

7. I have a little fig bonsai I’m training in my office. (Sit, Ficus! Good girl!)

Okay, now who I pass this along to? How about friends old and new? Maria Zannini, Liane Spicer, Jenny “Jammy” Schwartz, Trisha Wooldridge, Ann Somerville (just to piss her off! nyuk nyuk), Ted Cross and David Boultbee.

Next week, I have a week-long series on pets and how they’re treated in Malaysia, so if you want to see me at my opinionated worst, be sure you tune in. In the meantime, thanks Lisabet (dryly) and have a good weekend everyone.