Sunday, 28 June 2009

Friday, 26 June 2009

My Friday Night Part 2:

I found this sticker on the bottom of an old record bag that I've had for a while. I'm sure I must've noticed it before, but tonight it struck me as a ghost of indie past. 

Post peanut butter comedown I'm sitting here beaming with pride watching a very humble and inspiring performance from Jack Penate at Glastonbury.

I'm lucky enough to know Jack, not in a born and bred next-door neighbour sense, but in a matey handshake and hugs kind of way. He's a straight shooter, and I love the fact he's out there singing pop songs on his own terms, hopefully propelling himself to a level of stardom thats more sustainable and meaningful, than when this sticker was stuck on the bottom of my record bag the first time around.

London Pride
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My Friday Night Part 1:

A Victim of My Own Success

I wanted to post my first recipe complete with a picture but it was sooo delicious I ate half of it instantly!

Henry's Banana Toast

  • Keeping it in its skin slice 1 ripe banana in two and  season with Cinnamon
  • Piece the banana halves back together, and wrap the nana in tin foil and put it under the grill 
  • Toast a slice of bread (I used the grill as it was already on, remember to flip it)
  • Spread the toast with Peanut Butter (I favour Peanut Butter Co.'s Cinnamon Raisin Swirl)
  • Garnish with a sprinkling of Salt (the secret ingredient)
Bamm now you know how I roll..

P.s I had Courgettes fried in Garlic and Brie for a main, but wanted my first recipe to be a dessert.

Worral


Thursday, 18 June 2009

Pen Stress

I'm trying to keep a lid on it

It's been a while since I "felt tip"-top

Oh gosh

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Monday, 15 June 2009

Sarlacc Spectacular

Via Stephen Fry's Twitter (as if there was any other portal to world events) I just found out abou this amazing auction at Bonham's tomorrow for TV, Movie, Music stuff..many classic Lots..

Including:

Lot 394 

Elizabeth Haffenden and Joan Bridge: A costume design for 'The Child Catcher' from Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, (1967). Watercolour and pencil on paper, featuring various design and fabric instructions, inscribed by Haffenden "Child Catcher 1, Robert Helpman"(sic), signed by both and dated '1967', mounted and framed, 9½ x 13½ inches (24 x 34cm)Estimate: £1,000 - 1,500

AND....


Lot 45

Rowan Atkinson from The Black Adder, (1983). A pair of comical black leather pointed boots, of the poulaine style, with exaggerated point attached to front and scale effect leather overlay, having high back, formed from a pair of size 10 shoes, 22 inches (56 cm) long

Estimate: £300 - 400

BUT MOST SIGNIFICANTLY!!!!!....


Lot 452

'Star Wars: Return Of The Jedi', (1983),an excavated piece of the Sarlacc Pitt, of moulded foam, framed, with background details on how this was found in the Californian filming location of Jabba's Sail Barge 
Estimate: £150 - 250 


Yeah that's right you heard me...Sarlacc for under 200 notes...don't be a mug GET INVOLVED


IG88

Sunday, 14 June 2009

Saturday, 13 June 2009

Disappointment

That feeling when you know things haven't turned out exactly how you planned. 

When things are underwhelming, or downright disastrous. 

When you don't get the Christmas present you asked for, but get something with a similar sounding name...that's the feeling. 

When your party's almost over, but you're still hoping a few more people might show up. 

It's a rotten feeling deep in the gut, like a cloud just decided to loiter overhead..things could be right but they're just not.
Definitely NOT Guess Who

In NO way related to Battleships

These board games inexplicably remind me of disappointment.


Old Gill

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Monday, 8 June 2009

First Things First

Sorry I've been neglecting my blogging duties. I'm sure the dozen or so people who read this (hello mum) will have been fuming (with indifference) at the gaps in transmission. I have as an excuse the fact I've been in Croatia filming a tiny walk on in a war film. On my way I flew through this legendary place:


Yeah that's right: I FEEL LOVE...referencing Donna Summer when bigging up your own country is AOK in my book. What I did feel love for was the DIRT cheap duty free in Slovenia..shame I only had a wallet full of Croatian Kuna...Andrea Merkled!!

Though on the plus side once I got to Croatia this was my vibe:



If it looks deserted it's because it was...both in terms of English speaking peeps and people who I knew. There's nothing like 4 days flying totally solo to "put things in perspective". And when I say "put things in perspective" I just mean go totally insane ala Jack Nicholson in The Shining.

I'm back and feel determined to make my house a beacon of domestic perfection. Spent all day walking around Habitat in a daze. More blissed out than the Croatian sunsets...I'm sorry...maybe I'm just a man who likes a mission, a plan.

I've often found this in deserted paradises or in some peaceful rural idyll..I'm very very relaxed for exactly 5 minutes..and then I go totally bonkers. My mind starts finding a 100 thousand things I should be doing, before slowly dying. It's like the town mouse in me suddenly goes mental for fear of being done in by the country mouse, the country mouse then wrestles my internal town mouse into submission, exclaiming his victory with "your my bitch now!".

Well...that's how it plays out in my head.

As a bonus here are two very ovexposed bits of internet tat I've trodden in over the last week. Good fun all round.



Thanks to The Tribe



p.s used to buy CD's of Cassetteboy's at Rough Trade back in the day...guess he was just waiting for the internet to turn up?! Looks like he's found his medium.


Monstaboy
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