Saw a tweet like this a while back and I’m bored as hell, so: I have synesthesia (which means I ‘taste’ words/sounds). Give me your name and I’ll tell you what it tastes of

I once told my friend Hannah that she tasted like a packet of ultra thin wafer ham (luckily she took it well)

I put a variety of inedible objects in my mouth during childhood, so that might be related. Have fond memories of being escorted out of a classroom for trying to drink paint through a straw

I used to repeat my favourite words to myself (when I was very little) to conjure certain flavours in my mind. Which would feel a bit like eating an imaginary snack. I was a weird child, in case that wasn’t evident

Can’t wait for impending arguments with my future partner when deciding our kids names, merely because I don’t like the taste of their suggestions