draliman on life

Here is my post for Melanie’s Share Your World. This week we have a new logo. The world is in one’s hands!

If you could interview anyone from your life living or dead, but not a celebrity, who would it be and why?
Ooh, anyone? But not a celebrity. I’d interview that interesting chap from round our way who died ages ago. But I don’t think it would be a very fruitful interview. On account of him being dead and all.

As a child, did you have a nickname? Did you carry that with you throughout life or was it only in childhood that you used it?
I did, for a short while. But only people from the UK of a certain age would understand it. There was a kids’ programme called Grange Hill, and I happened to closely resemble one of the characters – “Roland”. So that was my nickname. Here’s a comparison. I’m the one on the right.

Give us three words that describe you
I am me.

Sneaking into a second movie at the theater (if you go to a movie house)? Is that wrong or just harmless ‘fun’?
Or, as we would say in England…
Sneaking into a second film at the cinema (if you go to a cinema)… is that wrong or just harmless ‘fun’?
Just harmless fun of course! I don’t mind paying a little bit more to make up for all the people who don’t pay to watch a film. Why not illegally stream some stuff from the internet or try a bit of shoplifting while you’re at it? It’s all the same to the company supplying it. They just make everyone else pay. (rant rant babble babble)

Yay, I’m finally a grumpy old man. It’s a dream come true!

If you had a time machine would you go back to the past or forward into the future? Why?
If I went to the future it would only be one future out of infinite possibilities (theoretically). If the future is predetermined (“fate”) then life is pointless as nothing we do can possibly make a difference and all our choices aren’t actually choices at all…

So, the past. I’d like to take a peek at the Victorian era. All those top hats and new inventions and excitement. I’d take a bunch of broad-spectrum antibiotics with me, though. I refuse to die of blood poisoning from a cut on my finger.