From Minor 9th. After my starter for 10, here's five (more) things you (probably) don't know about me:

1) When I was ooh, 7 years old, I wasn't allowed to play in the ivy at my parents' house. So I did. And of course, a stray bit of twig jabbed me under my eye, and blood spurted everywhere (I mean, really, all over). Did I fess up? Course not. I told my parents that my brother had thrown a stone at me and he got a reet royal walloping. Sorry, Spudge.

2) I can read maps like a man.

3) I hate with a surprising degree of hatiness them people who don't have their money ready at the till in the supermarket. Didn't you know you'd have to pay?

4) I nearly ran off the top of Helvellyn when I was two.

5) I would like to live in a home that has cats drilling behind sofas and living in drawers.

In a departure from passing on to five people, I'm passing this to Gavin, and then telling (asking) Ian, Dan, Holly and Andy to get those bloody blogs started.