I have never worn dungarees or shoes with platform soles. Russell has never worn jeans or a teeshirt.
I have never lived with a cat.
I have never lived in a new house.
I had never kept a daily journal (as opposed to an appointment diary) for more than a few months until I started blogging. What a transformation!
I have never visited Scandinavia. Nor the Americas, nor Australasia. I don’t get out much, frankly.
I have a stepbrother whom I have never met, and I don’t see how I’m ever likely to.
I have never swum naked, and that’s another really unlikely one.
I have never run a marathon, bungee jumped or parachuted and I never will (forbidden on medical grounds).
I have never lived alone.
I have never read a Harry Potter book or seen one of the films all through (when one is on at Christmas, it has always sent me to sleep). This is no boast but a simple matter of fact.