Why is writing about yourself the hardest thing in the world to do?
I had no idea what to write on an “About Me” page – despite googling and trawling through pages and pages of irrelevance.
So, I did what any sane person would do, I asked Twitter!
The first question that came in was “Are you really a girl?”
Well, as you can see from the photo (and, yes, I promise that is me) I am, most definitely of the female species.
So, here’s the deal, I’ll tell you a little about me, and then you can share some things about yourselves in the comments section.
A Little Bit About Me
What’s my name? // Claire (spelt with everything in it 😉)
How tall am I? // 5’9″ in bare feet, 6′ when I wear heels
What’s my favourite junk food? // Hmm, tricky. I love pizza and ice cream, but my go-to “cheer myself up naughty food” has got to be carrot cake, the more frosting the better. There is a shop in the town where I live that sells the best ever carrot cake.
What was my favourite subject at school? // Oh, that was so long ago, but it was definitely Maths. So much so, I studied it at university – I am that maths geek!
Tea or Coffee? // Chamomile tea please.
PC or Mac? // PC, always.
What’s my favourite book? // Oh, my goodness, that’s far too difficult to choose. When I’m not watching motor racing, I’ve generally got my nose stuck in a book. I do love a bit of chick-lit with Trisha Ashley being my go-to pick-me-up book (I like to think of it literary junk food). But if I had to pick my absolute favourite book that I’ve read ever I’d have to say “Anne of Green Gables” – I always wanted to be Anne, and maybe I’ll make it to Prince Edward Island one day, so I can pretend to be her for a day.
What’s my favourite movie? // Aside from musicals, I’m a big Audrey Hepburn fan, so it has to be Roman Holiday.
What’s one thing on my ‘bucket list’? // Or, as I named it a ‘things to do in my 40s’ list. One thing on it is to go to the New Year’s Eve Ball at the Hofburg Palace in Vienna to waltz the night away.
What’s my life motto? // Don’t take life too seriously, you’ll end up disappointed. Just grab every opportunity and curve ball life throws at you and enjoy it.
A Little Bit About Me & Cars (some courtesy of Twitter)
When was the 1st time I got behind a wheel? // I was about 7 and my dad used to let me sit on his lap and ‘drive’ the car into the garage.
Did I pass my driving test first time? // But of course I did. Although my driving instructor didn’t think I would, apparently I drove too fast!
How many speeding tickets have I had? // Actually, only 2. The first time I was doing 38mph in what I genuinely thought was a 40mph zone (stupid grid system in Milton Keynes!) and then I got caught speeding whilst driving down to Cornwall in the summer – oopsie!
Who was the first driver posted on my wall? // I wasn’t allowed posters on my walls when I was growing up, but I managed to sneak some behind my wardrobe doors – unfortunately the space was taken up with Wham! However, I did have a small crushette on Damon Hill and Jacques Villeneuve 😊
Do I own anything that says ‘Pirelli’ on it? // Nope. No calendar, and no Pirelli tyres on my car – I’ll stick to my Continentals thanks.
Am I more Schumacher or Hakkinen? // Um, probably more flying Finn!
Sat-Nav or Map? // Map always. Started a rally navigating course, and I still write down instructions with little symbols. Never trust a sat-nav!
What are my favourite road cars? // Well, I drive a VW Golf which I love.
I guess a Top 5 road cars that I like are: VW Golf; Mazda MX-5, Skoda Fabia VRS, Fiat 500 (the mint green colour is lovely) and the Porsche Boxter.
If I could pick any car, money no object, to buy and drive, it would have to be an Aston Martin DB-11 in pink (obviously)
Am I really in a Pitlane? // Nope, unfortunately. Maybe one day.
2-wheels or 4-wheels? // I have ridden pillion on a motorbike and want to get my CBT – just for the sheer hell of it. But definitely prefer 4 wheels.
So, there you have it, a little bit about me. Your turn to share something about yourself now in the comments section.
Thanks for reading.