The vaguely autumnal quiz
Oct. 26th, 2020 06:05 pm I've been so bad at updating otherwise, so here's the meme everyone's been doing via
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Go to hot drink is, and will probably always be, tea. It's good for the soul, yo.
What book gets you into the cosy spirit? Any book. The act of reading in bed, on the couch with a fire, sprawled over an armchair in excellent company also reading or even on a train curled slightly in towards the window are all cosy as far as I'm concerned. I read familiar books with strong themes of nature, food and/or magic if I want to settle myself, Austen if I want to reset my brain to deal more effectively and appreciatively with words and the flow of language, Pratchett if I want to restore my faith in people, non fiction if I am looking for the fizz or new ideas to chain to old ones.
Go to hot drink is, and will probably always be, tea. It's good for the soul, yo.
What book gets you into the cosy spirit? Any book. The act of reading in bed, on the couch with a fire, sprawled over an armchair in excellent company also reading or even on a train curled slightly in towards the window are all cosy as far as I'm concerned. I read familiar books with strong themes of nature, food and/or magic if I want to settle myself, Austen if I want to reset my brain to deal more effectively and appreciatively with words and the flow of language, Pratchett if I want to restore my faith in people, non fiction if I am looking for the fizz or new ideas to chain to old ones.
Favourite costume as a child? My mother was *stellar* at costumes and not shop bought ones either. I think the one I remember most was a Little Miss Muffet costume she made me with a small green and white check pattern dress and mop cap and the most enormous and quite ugly spider on my shoulder that was connected to a bulb in the dress pocket that made the spider leap up and down. It was *awesome*
What woodland animal do you connect to on an emotional level? Otters, every time. I adore that they are both of the foerst and of the river, I love their slinky agility on land and water, I love how they play but they are deadly and serious for the things that matter. I used to see them reasonably regularly at Kilbride. I'd happily sit and watch them for hours if I could now.
Film that gets you in the spooky spirit? Never was a horror fan. Am planning on watching all the Addams Family on actual Halloween?
Favourite tasty treat to bake? I kind of had to stop baking because I'd end up eating whole batches and cakes by myself. I am going througha happy phase of making a lot of baked apples at the moment, sometimes with custard.
Do you fantasise about falling in love with a hot vampire or sickly ghost? God no, cold blooded pretty boys, not my thing at all.
The scent you want filling your room? I like fruit smells and spiced drinks and willow. I love honeysuckle but it's a bit past that season.
Pick a date- gingerbread biscuit decorating, pumpkin patch, hunting through a book shop, popcorn and spooky films? Bookshop will always win, but of you said pumpkin patch as part of a day and evening where there was apple picking in an orchard and cooking on a fire with sparks rising up between the benign shadows of trees and stargazing in awesome company, I think that would win.
If you were a coffee syrup or spice which would you be? I don't really know, I don't drink any of them. Something in the sticky toffee line, the kind that spills on your fingers and you have to lick it off while you carry your drinks back to the car, that sort of not terribly fit for sophiosticated company.
Any ghostly encounters? My ex and I drove to Newgrange via Trim once, we were having a really good conversation that sort of weirdly petered off and after a while we both confessed to being really unnerved, uncomfortable and cold. Have no explanation for it, was definitely weirded out by it at the time.
Favourite time of day during the cinnamon season? Twilight, with the gathering mists, the cold air making a sharp silhouette of my mush warmer face, wrapped in coat and scarf. The only time I enjoy socks. The gathering dark velvets of night scattered through with wheeling bats and finally the wide open sky and the frost and ghost scattering of the Milky Way right across my upturned vision.