January 14th, 2011 § § permalink

Climbing: what could possibly go wrong?
I saw 127 Hours the other day. I thought I’d write about it and include images from the film which might be a bit illegal. Ooh danger! Read on. Don’t worry, it won’t spoil it… too much.
Danny Boyle is hoping to make it two Oscars in a row with this true story about mountain climber Aaron Rolston whose arm was trapped under a boulder for five days before he eventually cut it off with a blunt blade. It stars James Franco. Is it bloody great, or just bloody?
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January 13th, 2010 § § permalink
How I didn’t spendĀ a penny at Christmas and still got presents for everyone. Whathaheck!?

Christmas shouldn’t be about spending money or who splashed more cash on who. It should be about family, togetherness and being nice to each other for one day… and all that schmultzy guff. I for one just go crazy for those pigs in blankets! Why do we have them just ONCE a year? We’re all idiots. If I’m PM someday (If? When!) my first policy will be ‘more pigs-in-blankets on plates’. So, is it possible to do your gift shopping and not empty your wallet? Read on and see how I took on Christmas spending and beat it. Or did I? You decide.
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January 10th, 2010 § § permalink
Want to know how to catch a mouse?

Never sure whether to use a trap, poision or just the traditional cricket bat method? Well, whatever you choose, it’s not easy. In fact, it’s a real challenge. This is quite an unusual high stakes ‘Bob Versus…’ since the loser’s punishment is death… unless I lose, in which case it isn’t.
My housemate Jodie first noticed the mice. She’d left chocolate out in her room – which is shockingly untidy for a girl, it’s like Basrah in there – and she spotted the unmistakable nibble marks on the bar. To be honest, I wasn’t that bothered. I thought “well, you shouldn’t be such a messy git”. She left the bar out twice more due to astonishing laziness, both times the mouse came back. It wasn’t till I heard a squeak late one night in my own – slightly less warzone-esque room – that I took the whole thing seriously.
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