Recently I heard on The Today Programme a BBC Radio 4 production an item where they read out how people had summarised their lives in six words. I thought at the time how negative and down beat many of the submissions were.
I get a regular newsletter from a guy here in Poole Chris Croft and he agrees. Thank you Chris for the following list:
Foetus, son, brother, husband, father, vegetable.
Conceived,implored, employed, adored, retired, ignored.
Beginning, gurgly. Middle, sombre. End, gurgly.
Slow lane. Fast lane. Hard shoulder.
Alex Hansen Today.
Bantam, Anglia, Midget, Alfa, Volvo Estate.
Womb, Play, Learn, Work, Decline, Tomb.
Start – programme – error – control – alt. – delete.
Outside lavatory, worked hard, now flush.
Battered ball-bearing traversing pinball machine.
Unravelled career reknitted as baby blankets.
Dot, two, six, three, one, wicket.
Head in books, feet in flowers.
Trust me, I did my best.
An embroidered sampler, with some unpicking.
Wrong era, Wrong Class, Wrong Gender.
Love Mountains both ups and downs.
Wasted my whole life getting comfortable.
Worry about tomorrow, rarely enjoy today!
Pass the bottle before clarity returns
I’m just happy to be here!
Not quite finished, tell you later.
Hasn’t Been A Jane Austen Romance.
Bored, so bored, so very bored.
Run over twice, thankfully still alive.
Married childhood sweetheart. Two kids. Content.
Born London, lived elsewhere, died inside.
Some no-balls but several boundaries.
Apple leads to eviction of two.
Unfortunately I didn’t buy the t-shirt.
My life? Six words? God knows.
Knight on white charger never showed.
No A Levels but a millionaire.
Any chance I could start again?
Lived, loved, laughed liberally and left.
Found it, Lost it, Found it.
Worked all life still paying taxes.
Born, bred. Work, wed. Dad, dead.
Aspirations compromised by procrastination, then children.
Started slowly, then dash to line.
Happy days, sad days, empty days.
Too many sausages, not enough sex.
Laughed out loud, cried in silence.
Lisa from Weston
Age crept up and mugged me
If only I had turned left.
Still searching around for the reins.
Blankets, books, bottles, books, blankets.
Ditched the map, found better route.
and to add Chris Crofts
Burnt the candle at both ends.
Maybe the negative ones just have more bite and are therefore make better quotes.
I am going to modify one of the above for my own and I don’t care if you think it corny:
My life, two words, faith hope
Please add your six word ‘life byte’