My wonderful girlfriend convinced me to watch The Great British Bake Off, overcoming my argument that watching people making gorgeous food that you can't enjoy is like torture. In less than one episode I was hooked. A large part of this was the niceness of the show. Presented by Mel and Sue, who are lovely … Continue reading A Nasty Taste In The Mouth
You're going to burn in a very special level of hell. A level they reserve for child molesters and people who talk in the theatre- Shepherd Book, Firefly, "Our Mrs Reynolds". On my last couple of visits to the cinema I've been annoyed by adverts for the Cinime app. The idea is that you switch … Continue reading Cinime, not for me.
One of my favourite shows to watch is Don't Tell The Bride. It's kinda trashy TV, but the central premise is gold- a groom is given £12k and three weeks to arrange his wedding, with his wife being kept in the dark until the big day- he picks the venue, theme, food, dress, everything. It's … Continue reading It doesn’t suit you.
It's weird but in football different countries have certain characteristics they become known for- the Brazilians are all about style and flair, Argentina are seen as a sort of dirty Brazil, Italy traditionally have the passion and flair and the Germans are known for ruthless efficiency. It doesn't matter what the current team does, that … Continue reading Brazil 2014: Holland go full heel
I've been single for a pretty long time now, and one of the many things I miss is the closeness you have with someone else. Cwtching up on the sofa watching a movie, holding hands, snuggling up in the cold or just sharing a bed with someone. Call me soppy, but I do. Especially as … Continue reading Gimme some space!
On Monday I had to get a bus into the city centre for my morning lecture. This is a drag because most of my lectures are a five-ten minute stagger from halls, meaning that I had to get up earlier than normal, and worst of all, catch a bus. Cardiff buses are weird. Back home … Continue reading Shut up and drive
To misquote the Beastie Boys, living at halls is such a drag. Don't get me wrong, my flatmates are lovely, the building is convenient for lectures and my room is a damn sight better than what I had in my first time as a fresher, but there are a few annoyances. These include the fact … Continue reading Dirty Laundry
I think it's from the book If Chins Could Kill by actor and B-movie legend Bruce Campbell where the response given to an aspiring actor's question of how they can become famous is "shoot the president". The guy didn't want to know how to become an actor, he just wanted the fame side and that … Continue reading Stop playing into her hands and cut her off
Brace yourself- it's rant time. I have a Facebook friend who has recently had their first child, and pretty much instantly turned into one of those insufferable baby bores. Frequent photos of the little sprog appeared along with statuses about how he's been sleeping, eating or basically living at the most basic level. Urgh. I've … Continue reading Parkroar
Disclaimer: The following is a rant, plain and simple. If it causes offence, apologies. Way back in 2007, when I was younger and more innocent, a friend of mine suggested I check out something called Facebook. I'd done the social networking stuff before through MySpace (remember that?) but FB turned out to be a very … Continue reading The Alicia Mae Emory Plan