Daily Prompt: Being Photogenic!

Daily Prompt: Open the first photo album you can find — real or virtual, your call — and stop at the first picture of yourself you see there . Tell us the story of that photo.

The photo I can see is of my sister and I when we were much younger. I must only be about six and so she is probably three. We are on holiday, (I think it might have been in Norfolk?), and are standing behind a caravan on the grass, surrounded by two ducks and their ducklings. I remember so clearly that there was a river behind our caravan pitch, and that this family of ducks kept waddling up to us on a daily basis and we would throw them bread. In the photo, I’m watching as a duckling pecks at my foot. There is a reason for this. Because I am me, I decided to put pieces of bread on both my feet and watch the duckling eat them off my trainers. I remember being so entertained!

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Daily Prompt: Being Aspirational!

Daily Prompt: As a kid, what did you want to be when you grew up? How close or far are you from that vision?

I have lost count of the number of things I wanted to do as a kid. I don’t remember most of them – I just know there was a lot!

I wanted to be a vet – then discovered that the sight of blood on TV made me run out of the room until the programme was over. I once remember my mum’s friend asking me what I wanted to be – for some odd reason, I told her I wanted to be an actress. I had never even thought about acting before – I think I just said it because I felt like it!

When I was around six or seven, my friend and I were adamant that we would either become farmers or own a chocolate factory – a nice idea but highly unlikely! When I was older, I was set on being a graphic designer, but unfortunately my graphics teacher put me off the whole idea with his interesting teaching methods. Now though, I wouldn’t mind being a designer of some sort. What I would really like to do now though is become a writer – I honestly don’t know which direction of writing to head towards, but I know that is what I want to do!

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Daily Prompt: Being Reminiscent!

Daily Prompt: Which good memories are better — the recent and vivid ones, or those that time has covered in a sweet haze?

Both!

The older ones because they remind you of good times…

And the new ones because you know that they too will turn into a happy haze! They also remind you that memories are being made constantly, every day… and a lot of them are sure to be bright and cheerful!

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Daily Prompt: Being Connected!

Daily Prompt: Whether a person, a pet, an object, or a place, write about something or someone you connected with from the very first second.

Just under seven years ago, my family and I drove up to Buxton in the Peak District one night after school. We were going to choose a whippet puppy from a very isolated house in the hills – our first ever pet other than goldfish!

When we arrived, we saw several puppies attempting to scare us away with their squeaky barks, but we were led through the house and into another room, full of bleary-eyed whippet babies. They told us which ones had already been chosen and which ones were still up for grabs. And that’s when we saw him. He was the oldest out of his siblings but just as adorable – he’d just woken up so his eyes were all red and droopy but he still made his way over to us, (treading over his brothers and sisters on the way). We all held him whilst his brother, Dexter, undid my shoelaces, and he started to fall asleep in our arms, (something he still loves to do now). I had never seen such a gormless and cute creature in my life. The breeder then told us that she’d nicknamed him cuddles, because he loved to snuggle up to her whenever he could. Safe to say, we had our eyes set on him and three weeks later we drove him home. We called him Toby and he is still just as gormless and sweet today!

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Daily Prompt: Being Advisory!

Daily Prompt: What’s the one piece of advice you wish someone had given you a year (or five, or ten…) ago?

I wish the teachers at my school hadn’t made GCSE exams seem so important. Because this time last Summer, I was stressing out about revision and those As and A*s that most of my teachers expected me to get, and thinking to myself, ‘What it I don’t get them? The end of the world is nigh!’

Turns out that after results day, those good grades and exams haven’t even been mentioned – not at college or anywhere else. I can’t get a job anyway, (my teachers used to say the higher the grades, the easier it is to find a part time job), and at college, as long as you passed enough GCSEs to get in, they really don’t care! My advice would be to work hard but not too hard – they’re really not worth having a breakdown over!

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Daily Prompt: Being Decisive!

Daily Prompt: If you could split your time evenly between two places, and two places only, which would these be?

I don’t really like being decisive!

I would love to spend half my time in Bristol – it is very much a quirky, artistic city with so much to do!

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My second place would be St Ives in Cornwall, because of the scenery and the seaside and all of the lovely little holiday houses there!

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Daily Prompt: Being Saved!

Daily Prompt: Tell us about a time when you managed to extract yourself from a sticky situation at the very last minute.

When I was 14, our year group had this project to complete near the end of term called the Peace Prize. Basically, we had to get into groups and produce something in memory of the holocaust; it could be anything from a poem to a sculpture. My two friends and I decided that we wanted to do something that no-one else would do. So we went outside and walked past the school tennis courts where there was a small cluster of trees and decided that we would make a walkway through them, hanging information, striped pyjamas and other things in the trees -sort of like a museum but in a tiny wooded area.

We were very passionate about our project! Once we’d got permission from our head of year to so, we took some bin liners and started to clean up all the rubbish that had collected in the trees over the years. That itself took ages. Then, we brought in shears, shovels, hammers – you name it – into school and began to cut away the branches and weeds until we had made a pathway through the trees. This is where the ‘saved’ bit comes into the story…

Just behind our tutor room, there was a pile of rocks which had been left behind by builders a while ago. We decided that we would use them to line our walkway. So, not thinking anything of it, we took our hammers and started smashing these rocks into smaller, usable pieces. That’s when the head of upper year walked around the corner with another older man. Seeing them, I pulled my sleeve over the hammer I was holding and we tried to walk as discreetly as possible back towards the trees – but she saw us. She walked over to us and asked us what we were doing and we told her that we were just hanging up some information in the branches. I don’t think she bought it at all – and it just so happens that the man she was with was the health and safety inspector! We all stood there awkwardly whilst I tried not to look over at the shears that were leaning up against one of the trees, amongst the various other tools we had been using. Just then, a couple of boys in the tennis courts, (who were ironically playing football), started shouting and scuffling. And that was it. The head of upper year was distracted and walked away with the safety inspector behind her. Saved by the bell!

In the end, we even won the Peace Prize!

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Daily Prompt: Being Obsolete!

Daily Prompt: Of all the technologies that have gone extinct in your lifetime, which one do you miss the most?

Can objects actually go extinct? I’m sure they’re just replaced by more developed and technological items.

I remember when I was much younger, my cousin gave me her old Gameboy – one of the old-fashioned, clunky ones. I loved it. I only had one game on it though and that was Buffy the Vampire Slayer – I could never get past the sewer level, but I remember having so much fun with this one game. I don’t actually know where it disappeared to in the end but I don’t think I could ever forget it! Do they still make Gameboys anymore? Either way, I had hours of fun!

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Daily Prompt: Being Proud!

Daily Prompt: What’s your most prized possession? GO!

I want to name a few as I don’t like leaving things out, but I’ve managed to narrow it down to just two…

First is Monty, the teddy I got when I was just a teeny little baby in a hospital cot. He is older than me yet he still has his squeak and is surprisingly intact for saying I have had him for over seventeen years! I’m not afraid to admit that I still find it difficult to sleep without him, (and several other cuddly creatures who I have had to leave out of this post), and he has even starred in one of my previous daily prompt posts, (about soul mates I think)!

Second is… my signed McFly programme from their Keep Calm and Play Louder Tour. And I think I’m so proud of this because I didn’t just order a pre-signed item – I actually got on a train and travelled the 127 miles from Nottingham to London, then had to track down the hotel the meet and greet was being held at… and finally MET THEM! And they even wrote ‘To Ruby’! I’m sorry, it was just a very exciting and momentous time in my short life!

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Daily Prompt: Being DIY!

Daily Prompt: If you could learn a trade — say carpentry, electrical work, roofing, landscaping, plumbing, flooring, drywall — you name it — what skill(s) would you love to have in your back pocket?

A plasterer!

I’ve always been fascinated by plastering. Years ago, when we were having the downstairs of our house refurbished, I remember standing outside in the garden and looking through the glass of the conservatory, watching as a man plastered our wall. Yes, I probably did look a bit creepy!

Perhaps it has something to do with my perfectionism. It’s so satisfying to see an old, scruffy, maybe cracked wall being given a new life, all of its holes being filled in and smoothed over with just a sweep of the hand. Even the colour is peachy and looks like its been taken out of the Mediterranean!

Yes, I would certainly love to learn plastering!

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