I am a tiny bit unwell, this rainy old morning, and have nothing interesting to say. So I've gathered some questions from tumblr, just for the fun of it. Maybe you would like to share your own answers to them in the comments section? That would be lovely.
If you could move to a foreign country, which would it be?
England, if I could live in the countryside. But as I have loved its history and literature for so long, and was raised with other people's love for it, I feel English in my soul and to actually stand on the green hills of Albion almost seems unnecessary.
Name three books you keep rereading through all your life?
The Anne of Green Gables series, the Riddlemaster of Hed series, Robert Frost's Complete Works.
If you were set in only one season, what would it be?
Spring. Cool, quiet, lush and flowering, with bewitching nights, wild-hearted storms, and lovely days - not too long - of gentle warmth. I feel such hope in spring, even though I know summer is coming.
What is your favourite perfume?
Rose for everything. Rose talcum powder, Yardley Old English Rose perfume, rosehip soap, rosehip creams, rose drawer sachets.
Describe your dream home?
A small old-fashioned cottage in quiet countryside surrounded by trees and hedges and a dreaming garden. It doesn't have a chimney for I dislike the sound of open fires, but its neighbours do as I love the smell of hearthfire smoke. A village is within walking distance and town not too far on a bus. My daily strolls would take me along peaceful lanes overlooking green meadows and wildflower fields. None of this exists in any part of NZ I have visited (although it used to) nor probably in England these days either! Thank goodness for old books; my heart lives in them.
What film could you watch over and over?
The BBC 2009 version of Emma. Honourable mention to Ever After and Ladyhawke.
Tea or coffee?
Tea. English Breakfast by preference, although Earl Grey for the quietest moments. I've never done more than sipped coffee once my entire life. I can not bear even the smell of it. Of course, everyone who surrounds me is a conoisseur of it.
Summer rain or autumn rain?
The former, because summer always leaves me so desperate and rain is a relief.