Sunday, October 30, 2011

Get the fuck out of my face.

Finished watching Erasing David. He lasted 18 days before the detectives pillaged enough databases to find him. England is the 3rd most surveilled country in the world, after Russia and China. Anyone fancy living on a lost island?

Friday, October 28, 2011

Flush

When I die, there will be two old guys playing cards. The one in the sharp suit turns his cards over, and grins. The other throws his in, and says," Come on Louie, best of five..."

Thursday, October 27, 2011

The Scala

The Scala. The best cinema I ever went to. My hall of residence was down the road. In King's Cross, when it was really quite ropey. Ran as a cinema club, 50p membership. Showed 3 films, in rotation, a day, you paid once and could stay as long as you liked.
 Beer, cake and a cat which roamed around scaring the life out of you when the horror films were on. All night on a Saturday. Steep rake. The coolest cinema ever. Killed by showing A Clockwork Orange when it was banned in England. I don't think calling it A Very Curious Fruit, was a good enough disguise.

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Morning.

The reporter on NBC 4 talking about the wild animal escape, is wearing a leopard print shirt. This is either genius, or you really upset the wardrobe people.

Friday, October 7, 2011

How I got to London

When I was looking for a university to go to, I didn't have a clue. I wanted York initially, who turned me down, ofter a rollicking interview. I remember them sitting there, looking, just looking. Warwick went well, swimming pool, grounds and such. They offered me BBC. On the old points score 22.
Went for an interview at the LSE. I remeber walking down Southhampton Row, thoroughly freaked out. Interviewed withDerek McKay, who ended up being my head of year, and David Starkey. Must have gone well, theyoffered me BCC point score 20. In the end I got ACC 22. I thought Warwick it is. They were very quiet, and the LSE kept sending me welcome packs. Eventually I got the hint, and went to London, which was the last place I wanted to go.
I know now, London was a perfect fit.Its why I ended up doing stand up, and I wouldn't trade that education and the friends I made for anything. So, cheers Warwick, you sent me exactly where I needed to go, even if I didn't know it. And York? Get the fuck over yourself, the Wars of the Roses sere a long time ago.....