Tuesday, 10 November 2015

A Tale of Two Ends.

My earliest memory is of being spoon fed as a baby. I remember the intense discomfort I felt when some of the food dribbled down my chin, and I remember feeling even more discomfort when my mother scooped it up with the same spoon!

I still hate mess to this day, and I particularly hate dribbles. I gather some people regard this trait as an indicator of being anally retentive, but in my case it isn’t. In my case it’s more to do with having once been orally un-retentive. I like to be different.

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