faatima's cup of tea

I may have been a seriously weird child,and then grown into a weird adult. As a child, I'm talking primary school age. I have so many memories of doing such crazy things so I thought I'd share some of them with you, so you  can : 1. You can run for the hills, screaming "psychopath" 2. Share your childhood memories with me and make me feel slightly better So,hmm..where to start, when I was in primary school I was reading mainly Roald Dahl books, Narnia , The Famous Five.( I don't know, maybe they affected my brain..) So, what do I remember, before I even went to school,I remember telling my then new"chachis"brothers that my mum was not my real mum, but my stepmother, and I was just like Cinderella, and yes they believed me.So, that may have been a bit awkward for the grown ups. My mum still reminds me of it now... So, when you  were small did you think that you had some magical powers of some sort?Or was that just me?! ...

I admit  have really been lagging behind with my blog posts recently,( recently is used very loosely ). So, with the new year, new beginnings (and all that) I thought why not have a good catch up. How are we all? All well I hope.  For me 2012 seems to have crept up so quickly, and already we're a few days into January.When I was young a year seemed so long, an endless amount of time. Now, the years seem  to really fly by. So much can happen within a year, new friendships are made and old friends can be lost. Babies are born while another life is also taken away. People marry,others divorce.Healthy people can become sick,and ill people can recover from illness.  January 2011 I attended my first ghusal, had two deaths in the family, a wedding and a relation with cancer finding out they no longer need to have treatment. The rest of the year consisted of meeting family members I had never seen before and unexpectedly bu...