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Friday, April 18, 2003

My darling hubsand (sic) made the fool hardy suggestion that I participate in the "Friday Five" and just having a quick look at his answers I find that we are inexorably becoming the same person. You'll see what I mean from my answers, its either that or the varnish fumes.
1. Who is your favorite celebrity?
George Clooney - mostly for the same reasons as my fine husband puts forth, Mr Clooney doesn't seem to suffer from the same level of artifice as many a celeb. does. But I also have less esoteric reasons for my fondness of him.

2. Who is your least favorite?
Britney Spears. I really can't put into words why it is I don't like her, her profund "Barbieness" may be part of it and the way her songs insinuate there way into the playlist in your head and just won't quit. The extremely questionable lyrical content of her songs grates with me, if she is meant to be a role model for girls, God help us. I'm going to stop now before I get sued.

3. Have you ever met or seen any celebrities in real life?
When I was working at The Children's Hospital about seven years ago I saw Sean Bean, this is Sheffield who else would you expect me to run into. I also bumped into Stella Gonet, she was the older sister in "The House of Eliott" in the profoundly salubrious setting of the public toilets at Pisa airport.

4. Would you want to be famous? Why or why not?
Yes and no. I would love to write a great book that people would love to read, then to have that book made into a faithful blockbuster movie. And if I could possible do all this without actually having to leave my front room, that would be just great.

5. If you had to trade places with a celebrity for a day, who would you choose and why?
Robin Hartl. This may not be as well known a name as say Julia Roberts, but if you're a "Discovery Home & Leisure" junkie like me, you will know her as one of the stars of "Hometime". So why would I want to be Ms Hartl, well she drives a kick-ass truck, gets to wear a heavy-duty toolbelt, plays at building houses and is allowed loose on every power tool under the sun. Woo-hoo.


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