A distinct lack of lists...

Recently I have neglected to thrill you with some of my ‘Rory Lists’.

Some might say this is a positive thing, as writing ‘witty’ lists is a lazy way to fill a blog posting, but I’ve always thought it gives you a little insight into my life and my mind, in a way that reasoned, thought-through, properly-written efforts wouldn’t, so I like to do them occasionally.

So here’s a few that I threw together at work today:

HOBBIES I’VE STARTED AND THEN NOT REALLY CARRIED ON WITH:

Magic.

Juggling.

Several languages.

IDEAL INGREDIENTS FOR BREAKFAST ON A WINTER’S MORNING:

Toasted tiger bread.

Poached eggs.

Crispy bacon.

Strong coffee.

Apple juice.

Grilled mushrooms.

Cumberland sausages.

THINGS NOT TO SAY TO SOMEONE JUST AFTER HAVING SEX WITH THEM:

“Your sister is noisier.”

“I promise that I’ll get in contact as soon as I’ve had the results of last weeks tests at the clinic.”

“That’ll do, pig. That’ll do.”

God I’ve just had a case of déjà vu. I’m convinced, after typing that last list, that I’ve already used exactly the same phrases in a blog posting before. I’d hate to repeat myself so I should really double-check by looking at all my previous blogs. I can’t be arsed to read back through nearly two-and-a-half thousand of them though, so sod it. It can stay as it is.

RC 30-1-20