Okay, this is going to be a fun one, and probably most of you who read this are going to think, ‘yup, Beev really is ready for the nuthouse’, but I find it fascinating, so here goes.
I have a condition.
No, it’s not alcoholism (honest) and I don’t suffer from anything like tourettes or scurvy.
I have the most useless, completely utterly pointless condition in the history of the world, ever. I have synesthesia.
Now at this point you may want to Google the word, because most people assume I am making it up. In fact, I will save you the trouble http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Synesthesia
Now synesthesia comes in many shapes and forms, but essentially all sufferers (and I use the word sufferer mildly, because I think it’s kind of fun) have a merging of the senses. So for example, some people taste words, others see sounds. There was a programme on TV about this and one poor chap was dating a girl called Barbara and had to dump her because every time he said her name he tasted elastic bands, which amused me greatly.
My type of synesthesia – the most common – is grapheme synesthesia, which is word/letter colour association. Every word and every letter of the alphabet is a specific colour to me. For example, Keri is red and Beev is brown, cat is green and Friday is orange.
Sounds very odd, eh? But interestingly it’s all connected with creativity and there are many artists who suffer from a form of it, including David Hockney, Jimi Hendrix, Marilyn Monroe, Stevie Wonder and my favourite singer songwriter, John Mayer.
Does this mean Beev is destined for greater things?
Research has actually shown that as many as 1 in 200 people have some form of synesthesia and I would love to know if anyone following my page does.
Take a look at this word.
Is it blue, red, yellow, pink, or maybe another colour?