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April 29, 2005
Come back to me for that rabies cure
My Mum has been going through some stuff in the loft and she came across some old school exercise books of mine. One in particular we think was from when I was about nine or ten years old. We had to write a story about ourselves and what we thought we would be doing round about the turn of the century 1999.
I was not only a successful novelist (6 books) but I also had a little career on the side as a Veterinary surgeon, in which I had found a cure for Rabies (?!) Oh and I also had six children (I wonder what it was with the number six?) My husband? Morten Harket from A-Ha.
And I still had time to throw monster New Years Eve bash.
All this by the time I was 24 years and 3 days old.
10/10 for imagination and ambition.
1/10 for scientific accuracy (A cure for Rabies is all very admirable but I’m not sure how I was planning to administer this wonder drug to the entire wild animal population of the world)
1/10 for mathematics. (How long is a Veterinary Science degree these days? Exactly when did I start giving birth to all these kids? And with which spare hour did I write all these books?)
And as for my musical taste……
So here I am 5 years after the millennium, still 18 months off completing my lowly English degree, struggling to bring up ONE child, a measly single as yet un-publishable novel hiding somewhere on my computer. But I guess after all that aspiration the path was only ever going to head downwards.
Posted by purple elephant at April 29, 2005 07:49 AM