The numbers game
Credit where it’s due to Jonathan, Mike and Stressqueen for this particular meme, which I picked up on. The idea being to describe each year of your life using the same number of words as years of life.

The challenge is certainly one that I enjoyed; I hope it all makes sense.


One - Fluids.

Two – Climb Fireguard.

Three – Broken leg Trauma.

Four – Notts Flats nursery school.

Five – Tonsils out – evil nursing care.

Six – He-man is master of my universe.

Seven – Utter first swear word: "dickhead" odd choice.

Eight – Master times tables and spelling test, start recorder.

Nine – Starring role: Lame Boy in Pied Piper of Hamlin.

Ten – Storming performance as Bill Sykes in school play – Oscar awaited.

Eleven – Quinn and Kristiansen put Stoke to the sword: I'm doomed forever.

Twelve – Off to High School, take to French easily, dream of learning German.

Thirteen – Can you tell me the way to the station? One German phrase mastered!

Fourteen – Decide career as Geographer not for me, also drop art and music for ever.

Fifteen – exchange trip to France blighted by penfriend being in Germany, stuck with his family: nightmare.

Sixteen – GCSE's bring much relief, even pass German despite severe lack of revision. Discover delights of beer.

Seventeen – frustrated by fact that girl I like has boyfriend. Nothing comes of our plutonic friendship despite hopes.

Eighteen – Realise career as mathematician beyond me, can not integrate to save my life, much to annoyance of teacher.

Nineteen - Head off to study history in Nottingham. Foolish attempt to drink 14 pints leads to hospitalisation with split head.

Twenty – FA Cup heartache for second year running. Become legendary sports reporter and consider journalism career. Get lost on way home.

Twenty One – Meet life partner, although spend whole year arguing. Convince enough foolish people that I'll be good student politician and win election.

Twenty Two – Eventually resolve issues with life partner after ill advised dalliance with younger woman. Go to Hong Kong and eventually move to London.

Twenty Three – Take dead end job as conference officer. Realise error of ways quickly and eventually decide on career in law. Quit job and enrol.

Twenty Four – Student again, supported by large loan from bank. Work harder than I did previously. Get married on hottest day of year drenched in sweat.

Twenty Five – Move in with in-laws and commute to London. Wife moves to midlands leaving me behind to finish course. Spend weekends travelling to see each other.

Twenty Six – Purchase house which needs some work. Realise previous owner of house was rubbish at decorating. Learn many new DIY skills and also start proper professional job.
- posted by Paul @ 1:38 pm