If there were a real Fountain of Youth, would you drink the water?
No. One should drink bottled water in foreign climes, or risk the two bob bits.
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You’re having a nightmare, and have to choose between three doors. Pick one, and tell us about what you find on the other side.
A WordPress Prompter holding a glass of foreign water with my name on it.
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What’s your ideal Saturday morning?
Filling up plastic bottles with our good Manchester tap water.
Are you doing those things this morning?
No.
Why not?
It’s Sunday.
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Write a letter to your mom. Tell her something you’ve always wanted to say, but haven’t been able to.
Dear Mum,
I hope you are comfortable as a pile of ash in a wooden box in the ground in Widnes.
I told you not to drink the water.
Love, Tilly x
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What is your worst quality?
Using my dead mother as a comedy prop.
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Tell us about a time when you had to choose between two options, and you picked the unpopular choice.
I could have chosen not to use my beloved dead mother as a comedy prop for a WordPress prompt post, but I just couldn’t help myself.
I am my dead father’s daughter.
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If you were asked to spend a year living in a different location, where would you choose?
In the States, under an assumed name after I was hounded out of Britain by outraged mothers who mistook my affectionate ribbing of my mother for a disrespectful poke.
Why the States?
They sell bottled water.
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