Master and Commander is based loosely on the novel of the same name by Patrick O’Brien. It follows a voyage on board HMS Surprise commanded by the unyielding but well respected Captain Jack Aubrey. The ships orders are to hunt down the vastly superior French frigate Acheron, it is believed that this in turn will… Continue reading Master and Commander. Far Side of the World, Peter Wier (2003)
Year: 2005
Your annual dose of royal greed
Today the BBC reported on figures published concerning royal spending, which sounds like a damn good opportunity for a rant. It shows that the royal family cost us 36 Million pounds last year, this in itself makes it sound like something that we are privileged to invest in. In actual fact this money was spent… Continue reading Your annual dose of royal greed
Crowe in cuffs!!
I brought the Daily Mirror yesterday simply because I liked the picture of Russell Crowe in Handcuffs on the front cover. He was sporting cool shades, and a slightly pissed off look that had about it a certain amount of inevitability. I’m taken with the idea of people not being able to change what is… Continue reading Crowe in cuffs!!
45 Seconds of Holiday Swap
We thought we’d watch a bit of TV whilst having dinner. It was Holiday Swap that lasted about 45 seconds before I had to turn it off in complete disgust. The family are in a people carrier driving through a Tenerife resort, on their way to meet their host family. The Mum smiles and shakes… Continue reading 45 Seconds of Holiday Swap
A world of my own, Robin Knox-Johnson
This book was borrowed from Mandy’s mum, a proper sewn hardback with solid covers, dated 1969. The texture of the paper and fantastic photos in that washed out early colour effect adds to the feeling of a place in time no longer with us. It smells old too, that musty yellowing smell reminiscent of Victorian… Continue reading A world of my own, Robin Knox-Johnson
Chickenhawk, Robert Mason
“The Cav raced up the valley, at least eighty ships, at low level, and fast. The gaggle flew over us and continued north to their assigned objective. Minutes later, the last of their formation disappeared, and the roar silenced….. I admit that I felt a sense of pride on seeing my old unit. They were… Continue reading Chickenhawk, Robert Mason
Canoeing on the Wye
Last weekends canoeing trip on the Wye was a complete success (Wickbod!). The weather turned up trumps with the sun shining on us from Friday all the way through to Tuesday. Quite a strange occurrence what with it being a bank holiday, I was expecting to spend the whole time gazing out from underneath a… Continue reading Canoeing on the Wye
Football’s coming home
What a night! At half time I was on the phone to Ben and Chris. “They’re in a different league! They may as well just start smashing the stadium up! Outclassed!”. What do I know, or any one else come to think of it. Who in their wildest dreams could have thought that a crushed… Continue reading Football’s coming home
Jemma, Natasha and Jade
I spotted The Sun this morning at the station and was curious to see what three nice looking young girls where doing on the front cover clutching their offspring. It didn’t take long to realise they where today’s scapegoat, the latest figures of hate for ‘The currant bun’ to point and sneer at on behalf… Continue reading Jemma, Natasha and Jade
Fear and Loathing: on the Campaign Trail ‘72, Hunter S. Thompson
I never got round to reading ‘Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas’ because for some reason it never really appealed to me, although like most things in my life if I were slightly less judgemental I’d probably enjoy it. The first thing I noticed was how genuinely interested the author is on the subject matter,… Continue reading Fear and Loathing: on the Campaign Trail ‘72, Hunter S. Thompson