Monday, 8 October 2012

Compulsions.

Right, so my sister gave me the starting point for this blogpost. It’s just a little thing I always point out, so let’s see..

Basically, these bad boys are what I’m talking about:

Whenever I see these instructions, my first instinct is to start singing the theme tune of that old children’s TV programme ‘Come Outside’- "look up, look down, look all arounnnnnnnd, up in the air or on the grounnnnnnnd.."

It’s just one of those things I feel compelled to do! Kind of like how whenever someone says "what a beautiful day" I feel the need to respond with "we’re not scared", from the picture book We’re Going On A Bear Hunt. Do you get those sort of compulsions?

As I tend to sing a lot, like ALL THE TIME, what I also like doing is bursting into song when someone mentions a word or phrase that’s in a song. For instance whenever anyone says the word "sad" I start singing Sorry Seems To Be The Hardest Word (so saaaad, so saaaaaaad, it’s a sad sad situation..) or when people put "baby”"at the end of a sentence I like to sing Voodoo Child (babyyy babyyyy babyyyy, you are my voodoo child, my voodoo child..) Bit weird really.

It kinda works as a natural instinct, like when you touch something really hot you always draw your hand away really quickly. Although I suppose the singing instinct I’m talking about isn’t as practical and is quite unlikely to reduce any pain.

And some words just have to be spoken in a different accent, like saying "oh dear" only has the full effect when spoken in an Indian accent. However, this crazy way of living doesn’t make life easy. The other day we were getting a taxi home and I didn’t have the correct amount of change so I (quite loudly) said "oh dear" in an Indian accent, forgetting that the taxi driver was Indian..  I also said it quite loudly in the Asian food aisle in Tesco, which meant I had to run away with my trolley SHARPISH.

See, these instincts are serious business!

Speaking of serious business, I just made the mistake of getting into bed and turning my electric blanket on when I should be doing actual stuff.. meh, maybe I’ll do some sleeping instead

Farewell!

(so long, farewell, auf wiedersehen, goodnight, I hate to go and leave this pretty sight, do do do do do do do doooo, do do do do do doooooooo..)

1 comment:

  1. i cannot believe you said "meh"......... so disapointed....
    but wonderful blog, and your welcome ;) xxxxxxx

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