Madame Squib has asked me to compete in a little Meme. This is my first Meme invitation, so I'm pretty damn excited. I hear the prizes are fantastic, so I'm going to go all out. Mme Squib nominated me for the letter: Diving As a child, I hated school swimming carnivals. I'm not sure exactly what it was? The pressure to perform, the mini-nazi sports teachers; I would do anything to get out of competing in them. One of the things I hated most, was diving. My heart in my throat, my stomach a nervous ball of tension, standing at the edge of the pool waiting for that whistle was a special kind of torture. Disney eugenio recuenco I haven't ever wanted to go to Disneyland. The crowds, the queuing up to go on rides that will make me throw up, the teenagers paid to dress up in silly suits, the other-people's-children! It has always sounded a little sadistic. Why would you pay for that? If I had to choose a favourite Disney film, I guess it would have to be Snow White. There's the evil stepmother, killer woodsmen, bad-tempered dwarfs, poison apples, and death. We still get the happy ending we want, but without the sanitised 'everybody is a winner and there's a moral to this story' type ramblings of the modern Disney films. You can keep your Little Mermaid and your Beauty and the Beast thank you very much. Dollhouses I should probably try to guard against becoming like this woman. I didn't have a dollhouse as a child, although I can remember dreaming about them, and begging Santa for one. I would even have settled for the Barbie Townhouse as a substitute for the real thing. Alas it was not to be. When I'm an ancient spinster I will purchase a dollhouse for every room, deck each house out with furniture and little families and perfect voices for each family member. Dope image MorBCN Amsterdam is probably one of my favourite cities ever. There's a lot more to it than the red light district and the dope cafes. I was planning to move there, right before I met my husband. Divorce Frankly, it...