My first, my last, my everything

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FIRST

First bike: I have a vague feeling it was called a Raleigh Fourteen. Blue, and I think it's at my parents' house in Germany somewhere. It was given to me by an older cousin. I was also offered a Chopper by someone, but it was decided it was too big for me. Bugger. :)
First best friend: Tim Hawking
First real memory of something: Probably on a holiday in the Lake District, throwing stones into a garage with the daughter of family friends. I think we must have been about 2. This is also, I think, my first memory of my parents' MG. I also remember sitting in the MG in the garage at home, pushing knobs and honking the horn. :)
First car: Woodstock, my Morris Minor.
First screen name: Penfold (Dangermouse. I later changed to Penfold, which is probably (a) more apt, and (b) was short enough for the OxIRC server nick limit)
First self purchased album: The Shadows - Diamonds
First funeral: Beryl Richter, a family friend, in about '96 or so. She had a very pretty coffin, hand-painted by one of her daughters. Dark blue, with floral designs.
First pet: Henry - a beagle/whippet cross, who I effectively took over while my parents and I lived with his owner (my grandfather's second wife) in La Jolla, CA, for 6 months. He was a lovely dog, but sadly he had a fit while we were sitting on the sofa together, was rushed to the vet, but died. I do have some great black and white photos of us, though. And great memories of walks around the dunes, and the smell of eucalyptus trees. And, um, where was I? *sigh*
First prime minister voted for: none
First piercing/tattoo: I have neither. I don't think a piercing appeals to me especially, but I might consider a tattoo.
First independent home: Here, I guess. Not bought by independent means, but first time 100% fending for myself.
First love:
First big trip: Probably with parents to California, but I can't remember when.
First sport played: Oh, football, I expect. I dunno.
First instrument you remember playing in your house: Probably the tin whistle, which one of my teachers in germany was teaching to the whole class as part of music lessons.

LAST

Last movie seen: Goldfinger, on TV. In the cinema, probably
Last cuss word uttered: Probably something like "ah, bugger!" on stalling at the traffic lights today.
Last beverage drank: Robinson's, er, red squash. Can't be bothered to check the flavour.
Last food consumed: A Mr Kipling apple pie.
Last phone call: From my dad, a day or two ago, checking on the interview situation WRT my flight to Germany on Thursday.
Last TV show watched: Erm, I appear to be watching something called 'Mistresses'. Because it was on after something that was on after something I was actually watching. I forget what.
Last time showered: At Londonhouse on Sunday. I don't have a shower. :)
Last shoes worn: My everyday black shoes. Which could do with replacing, actually. They let puddles in through the soles.
Last cd played: The Shadows - Diamonds, coincidentally enough.
Last item bought: A tankful of petrol.
Last download: My downloads window tells me KisMAC, a wireless stumbler program for OSX. But I couldn't convince it to work.
Last annoyance: Stalling at the lights, I think. :)
Last disappointment: pass
Last soda drank: The end of my bottle of Tesco generic fizzy orange.
Last thing written: filling in the paying in slip for the cheque for my latest website work. *bounce*
Last key used: I'd love to say my MG key, but boringly enough it was my front door key.
Last words spoken: "OK, bye" on the phone to my dad, I think.
Last sleep: Between about 3am and 11:30am last night, I think.
Last IM: Susie on MSN, I think. I forget the content, and I don't have the logs on the laptop.
Last ice cream eaten: Mars ice cream, on the way home from London yesterday.
Last time amused: A weatherman on an out-takes show getting exasperated with his graphics, and walking off, saying something like "That's what you get if you buy crappy american software"
Last time wanting to die: I don't think I've ever seriously wanted to die. The closest I've got is probably when I caught myself thinking of only one or two reasons why I shouldn't.
Last time in love: Now, I think.
Last time hugged: Hmm. I can't remember, not recently.
Last chair sat in: My wheely chair thing, in front of the fishtank and Missing. I'm now lounging on the sofa with the laptop.
Last lipstick used: I never have. Don't think it would suit me. :)
Last shirt worn: beige t-shirt. Or, if you want more interesting (oh yes), black Compsoc t-shirt before that.
Last time dancing: At the picnic-in-the-park Jools Holland gig, Cutteslowe Park.
Last web page visited: OxfordGuide