Memories of a happy childhood.

christopheranton By christopheranton, 8th Dec 2010 | Follow this author | RSS Feed | Short URL http://nut.bz/1l1-drdg/
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Into every life a little rain must fall. My personal Achilles heel is washing up.
I blame my sisters.

Sisters are "Fiendishly" clever. Beware.

It's strange the things that can seem important to people, and the eccentricities that we all have that mark us out as individuals. Some people will never walk under ladders, while others think it is dreadfully common to leave the lid up on the toilet. The spectrum of humanity is full to overflowing with people who think the rest of the human race is either mad, or plebian, or both.

I have my little ways as well. Being an aspiring author, does not mean that I am immune from the little foibles that distinguish the rest of my species, except for the Paris Hiltons of this world.

My little "Achilles heel" is that I have an aversion to washing up. I think it comes from my upbringing in Ireland, when I was but a novice in the great struggle of sibling relationships. My mother, God bless her, always insisted that the children had to help with the chores. I came from a family of older sisters, and if you know anything of the psychology of the dreaded young female, you will know that I always had to do the drying, and the putting away. The result of this was that I was always finished last, and the "cruel ones" could be resuming their play while I was struggling with the last of the cups.

Coping with dirty dishes. A single man's solution.

Anyway the result of that "childhood trauma" is that as an adult I have always hated washing up. I will not touch a plate or a spoon until everything has been used. But before you yell that I must have a filthy kitchen, listen to this. I will only have three of each item in my house. That is three plates, three cups, three knives, three forks etc. That way I can fulfill the great primal desire to put off until the last possible moment the dreaded washing up, while not being denied access to my kitchen by a mountain of dirty dishes. It usually happens in the morning. The fact that I am half asleep means that I cope better with what I percieve as the big chore. Anyone that has it in their mind to dine with this particular aspirant towards The Nobel Prize, had better bring their own plates, and bring them home again after.

The truth about my childhood.

In reality my childhood was a very happy time, full of long days of playing with a multiplicity of cousins and friends. There were very funny uncles and eccentric aunts, and we used to go on picnics to the seaside on the long sunny days. So even if I have been left with a phobia about washing up, I have very little to complain about.

If anything it has given me an appreciation that we are all human, and that one persons "terrible memory" can be another's "fond recollection".
Now I must go and make myself a coffee, when I can steel myself to wash a cup.

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A Happy Childhood, Aunts, Childhood Memories, Childhood Recollections, Dirty Dishes, Eccentric Aunts, Families, Familiy, Funny Uncles, Happy Memories, Ireland, Long Happy Days, Memories From Childhood, Memories From My Young Days, Phobia Of Washing Up, Picnics, Siblings, Sisters, Uncles, Washing Up

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author avatar christopheranton
Born in Ireland, but living in London since 1986, my main interests are reading, studying history, politics, and theology, and looking after the welfare of my cat. I like to write on a variety of subjects, make general observations on lifes dilemmas....(more)

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author avatar Denise O
8th Dec 2010 (#)

I have too say, having only three things of each dish that is needed.
Sure would cut down on my washing. hmmm
I just loved this wonderful story about you and your sisters.
I have one and you're right, they can be a pain!
Great read!
Thank you for sharing.:)

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author avatar christopheranton
9th Dec 2010 (#)

Thanks for reading Denise. Girls
are wonderful, but formidable.

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author avatar lucia anna
28th Dec 2010 (#)

Great read

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author avatar christopheranton
28th Dec 2010 (#)

Cheers Lucia.

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author avatar angelnjuly
5th Jan 2011 (#)

I don't like washing dishes too Chris~ Nice story. thanks for sharing~

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author avatar christopheranton
5th Jan 2011 (#)

Thanks for reading angelnjuly.
I had an aunt who used to hide the dirty dishes in the
oven until
she was in the mood to wash them.
She was a very wise relative.

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