Romancing The Rock

I am a big fan of superheroes. Any superhero movie shows at the cinema and I’m there (unless they’re really dark heroes). My favourite all time hero just has to be Superman. The original movies with Christopher Reeve are still on my top ten list and I have them on my shelf so I can watch them whenever I get the urge for a great hero movie.

I love that they have to hide who they really are with an ordinary persona. Very ordinary. The kind of ordinary that no-one would ever suspect had greatness beneath the surface. Clark Kent seems rather awkward, un-intelligent and clumsy. ‘Normal’ is their disguise and the ‘hero’ is their true self.

My other favourite hero is the Scarlet Pimpernel. Sir Percy Blakeny is an idiotic fop to all of the British Peerage, and annoyingly shallow. But in reality he  rescues aristocrats from the French Revolution, risking his life without question in daring escapades and amazing disguises.

Can you imagine my joy when my dear friend Brice (the same one who wrote the very silly poem in my fog blog recently) named me The Peppered Spinkler. Yes, (*sighs with resignation*) my true identity has been revealed. I am indeed a superhero. I was having a difficult day and Brice gave me a wonderful boost by informing me of that fact and giving me a hero name. I picked myself up off the floor, put my super powers into action, and ended the day on a high note.

You, too, are a super hero, even if you don’t know it yet. None of us are truly ordinary, we all have our own ‘super power’. So, who are you? What is your secret?

P.S. 😛