Mary from Over 40 and Mum of One, threw three of her biggest dislikes into Room 101, she then challenged me to do the same. So here we go, I banish the following things to Room 101 and never want to visit that room!
Bluebottles are the first to go. I loathe them, they are dirty, noisy and generally a pain in the arse. They don’t strike fear into my heart the way the rats did with Winston Smith in 1984, but they make me cringe and if I never saw another one again, it would be too soon. They have in my opinion no useful purpose other than to buzz around my house throwing themselves at the windows. Why did you come in my window in the first place, you are a scourge on my summer, clear off.
Number 2 has to be jarred Frankfurters, hotdogs or any other alleged meat product in a jar of brine. Honestly – what is that all about, meat in a jar! Is it meat at all? I don’t know, I’ve never in my life put one in my mouth and as long as my ass points downwards, I never will. Why do people eat jarred meat – why, why why? The very thought of it turns my stomach. Add some squirty cheese and I’m definitely going vegan!
Finally my number 3 has got to be clowns. Yes, those red nosed happy little chappies that every one thinks are hilarious. Well I don’t think they are hilarious at all, quite the opposite in fact. I think they are sinister freaks hiding behind all that makeup, curly wigs and red squashy noses. They alarm me. I don’t have full blown Coulrophobia, but they are just a touch too terrifying for my liking.
I blame one of my sisters she collected the feckers! Everywhere in her bedroom sat these garish freaky things, grinning or sneering out of their plastic faces. She had everything from CoCo the Clown to those white faced tear drop Pierrots. I liked none of them and she would torment me with them. One in particular stood out to me, it was an orange haired talking clown about 2ft tall. You inserted tiny plastic discs into it’s back and it said a range of phrases. However, when the batteries started to go flat the voice would change from chirpy little doll to something from the exorcist – I’m telling you that thing was evil. Then of course I watched both Poltergist and Stephen Kings It and well, that was it. Don’t even get me started on Ronald McDonald! From then on all clowns were the work of the devil…….my feelings haven’t changed.
So those are my picks, enough clowning around from me now! I am passing the challenge across to the lovely Jo, who can always make me laugh, from Ojos World, The photographic genius that is Sarah from A Party of Seven and finally the super baker/crafty Helen from The Good Life Mum.
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