Printmaking, coke zero, blowing bubbles.
Lovely and excitable people that like to drink and get the giggles about stupid nothings.
All sorts. Not liquorice.
The Last Unicorn for sentimental attatchment reasons and Eternal Sunshine because I find it brilliant every time and Breakfast at Tiffany's because Audrey Hepburn is beautiful and if I could swap with anyone ever it would be her and the piano because it's just good. Really just funny or clever or pretty or sad or scary films but not ever boy films about fighting or cars. They bore me silly.
The Good life. The fuzzy felt moomins. I sometimes get quite severely sucked in to soaps, especially neighbours and hollyoaks and sometimes eastenders. I've decided there's no point in fighting it. Also, fascinating documentary type programmes about awful things that you have a sick interest in, like really fat people, or polygamy, or freakish body related abnormalities, or the traumas of having a small penis.
Illusions by Richard Bach is my main book to force on people in times of great personal crisis because it's all sort of calming and makes you feel insignificant but in a definitely good way. The Children of Green Knowe is my absolute most favourite beautiful book in the world. All the moomins books. I thoroughly relate to the moomins. Lots more that I've forgotten.
Snufkin