MRS. NASTURTIUM BLACKWITT (B.Ps.B., U.A.N.) : Aunt Nasty

Here at Body Mind Spirit Magazine we are always searching for interesting columnists to share their experiences with you.

In this issue we would like to introduce Mrs. Nasturtium Blackwitt, a noted psychologist, who brings her unique perspectives on behavioural and sociological interaction to the fore in this profile.

Mrs. Blackwitt graciously gave us some of her precious time to grant us an interview (in the airport VIP Lounge, whilst waiting for her trans-Atlantic flight).

We were so tickled we just might see if we can catch up with her for another chat next time she is in Canada

Editor: Hello there Mrs. Blackwitt, it's lovely to have this chance to chat with you.

Nasturtium Blackwitt: Wait a moment! Let's get something straight right off the bat here It's not Mrs., or Miss, it's Ms. Get that? M-I-Z.

ED: Well, er, yes. Certainly. Welcome Ms. Blackwitt.

NB: That's better. Now what did you want to know?

ED: You caught me off guard there for a moment. You certainly come right to the point, don't you?

NB: Yes, I do. I believe in clear communication.

ED: How about we begin by asking you about your unusual first name, Nasturtium. Where did that come from?

NB: My Mother had two great passions ~ gardening and breeding. She had seven daughters, and named each of us after flowers.

ED: Seven girls? No boys in the family?

NB: Not a one. We were known as the seven sisters.

ED: How did your father fare in a house full of women?

NB: I guess he gave up trying for a son after those seven attempts. He went out one day, had himself neutered, then retired to his study. We didn't see much of him after that.

ED: Poor Mr. Blackwitt.

NB: Poor, nothing. He was a very rich man and kept us all in fine style. And that's all you need to know about dear old dad.

ED: I see. Tell me about your sisters then. What were their names?

NB: Rose, Lily, Pansy, Nasturtium (I'm the fourth of the seven), Begonia, Lavender, and Petunia.

ED: Some of those names are a real mouthful. Did anyone have a nickname?

NB: Oh, certainly. Rose we called Nosy Rosy and Lily we called Lil the Pill. Pansy was such a little cutey-pie she was always known as Pansy-Wansy, and Begonia got stuck with Beggar. Mother always referred to her as 'you little beggar' (or was that 'you little bugger' ~ I've never been quite sure). Lavender we called La-La because she was rather spaced-out, and poor little Petunia was called Stinky. Kids can be so cruel. All the girls except myself have married and bred prolifically, and I have dozens of nieces and nephews.

ED: Ms. Blackwitt, you haven't told us if you had a nickname. Did you?

NB: All my nieces and nephews call me Aunty Nasty. I'm sure it has to be because they couldn't get their little tongues around a name like Nasturtium.

ED: You know, that's a very catchy name, "Aunty Nasty." Do you mind if we refer to you in this profile as "Aunty Nasty?"

NB: Like EVERYONE says, after we chat for a while, I'll betcha you'll have a real hard time NOT calling me that.

ED: That's very difficult to believe, Ms. Blackwitt. So shall we start by...........

NB: Sorry dear ~ you'll have to wait till next time. I have to go now, there's my boarding call. Bye Bye!