There is a charming series of films about wildlife that is often on the air in Canada. They are, without exception, ghastly. This, however, is the worst: what is she doing with that umbrella? What is she trying to say about the Atlantic Whitefish? And more to the point, who cares?
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Sunday, January 18, 2009
I am a bit sad about Tony Hart
Tony Hart died today which probably everyone in Britain knows. If you didn't grow up in Britain you may not know who he is, but he was on a programme called Vision On which was brilliant and had all sorts on it, including Morph and Tony Hart doing pictures of for e.g. cranes out of something you shouldn't be able to make pictures with.
I only have two regrets: the first one is that I didn't apply to Oxford (pathetic I know, but it still annoys me), and the second is that I never sent a picture in to the Vision On Gallery. I drew a lot when I was a small child and I think Tony Hart had quite a lot to do with it (that and the encouragement of MonkeyParents and grandparents, teachers, aunts etc). Everyone is probably saying this but he really did help me draw and make things, and for that I am grateful.
I know this post is quite serious but I am quite sad about Tony Hart dying. Here is a bit of Vision On for you to watch.
On another note, I am not at all sure about bloody Yoffy on Fingerbobs. "Yoffy lifts a finger and scampi darts about; Yoffy bends another and a tortoise head peeps out". It is not right!!! Anyway, if Yoffy is making you feel sick, watch this bit of Hector's House (excellent and woefully under-rated, I think ), which you will know in France or French-Canada as La maison de toutou. It is great.
I only have two regrets: the first one is that I didn't apply to Oxford (pathetic I know, but it still annoys me), and the second is that I never sent a picture in to the Vision On Gallery. I drew a lot when I was a small child and I think Tony Hart had quite a lot to do with it (that and the encouragement of MonkeyParents and grandparents, teachers, aunts etc). Everyone is probably saying this but he really did help me draw and make things, and for that I am grateful.
I know this post is quite serious but I am quite sad about Tony Hart dying. Here is a bit of Vision On for you to watch.
On another note, I am not at all sure about bloody Yoffy on Fingerbobs. "Yoffy lifts a finger and scampi darts about; Yoffy bends another and a tortoise head peeps out". It is not right!!! Anyway, if Yoffy is making you feel sick, watch this bit of Hector's House (excellent and woefully under-rated, I think ), which you will know in France or French-Canada as La maison de toutou. It is great.
Friday, January 16, 2009
I think about some things I learnt last year, Pt 1
Yes it is one of those!! But it is also not One Of Those, because it is me writing it and I am great and not full of cock about things like "personal growth" or "achieving my personal goals", etc.
I can make bread
Regular readers will be aware of my obsession with this astonishing bread recipe. I make bread the whole time now, even in my sleep, and I think shop-bought bread (unless crafted by organic free-range 'artisan bakers' and costing over $8 a loaf) is rubbish and should be banned.
So great is my confidence that tomorrow I am going to learn how to bake even more difficult stuff with a man called Dominique Homo, who teaches French Canadians how to make croissants from a garage just outside Boisbriand. (A quite brilliant Christmas present from the French-Canadian pathologist with whom I live.)
The best radio programme in the world is not on Radio 4 (The Archers doesn't count)
Yes it is true. The best radio programme in the world is This American Life. This link is to a very good episode, and this link is to my favourite episode, in which a very funny lady consults with Phil Collins on breaking up with someone.
The only bad thing about This American Life is that it has a lot of listeners, and the law of averages means that some of them are going to be utter cocks, including this utter cock who posted on the This American Life page on Facebook (whether or not I am a cock for being on Facebook is another thing altogether).
(The context is that the podcast is currently free, and they're asking for donations in a not-annoying way):
(If you are wondering why this person is a cock, you should probably not be reading this web-blog.)
The perfect boots do exist
What is great about living in the bit of Canada where I live (where it is fucking cold for about half of the year), is that you think about clothes and stuff differently. In London, the perfect boots would have been some fancy-arsed nonsense, but here, the perfect boots are chosen with the following criteria in mind:
1. Warm, up to -40.
2. Mean you are able to walk through snow of up to 1ft without snow falling inside top of boots.
3. Waterproof (see above)
4. Most importantly, mean you can walk on pavements covered in ice covered by frozen slush covered by snow, or (which is worse) just covered in a thin layer of ice, without falling on your arse every 2 seconds.
In the same vein, the perfect hat is one that is warm, covers your ears and not itchy. It is important not to look like a killer, but other than that what you look like in it is not that important.
Oh, and if you want the perfect boots, they are here.
England is weird, which is an actual fact.
Actual fact.
I can make bread
Regular readers will be aware of my obsession with this astonishing bread recipe. I make bread the whole time now, even in my sleep, and I think shop-bought bread (unless crafted by organic free-range 'artisan bakers' and costing over $8 a loaf) is rubbish and should be banned.
So great is my confidence that tomorrow I am going to learn how to bake even more difficult stuff with a man called Dominique Homo, who teaches French Canadians how to make croissants from a garage just outside Boisbriand. (A quite brilliant Christmas present from the French-Canadian pathologist with whom I live.)
The best radio programme in the world is not on Radio 4 (The Archers doesn't count)
Yes it is true. The best radio programme in the world is This American Life. This link is to a very good episode, and this link is to my favourite episode, in which a very funny lady consults with Phil Collins on breaking up with someone.
The only bad thing about This American Life is that it has a lot of listeners, and the law of averages means that some of them are going to be utter cocks, including this utter cock who posted on the This American Life page on Facebook (whether or not I am a cock for being on Facebook is another thing altogether).
(The context is that the podcast is currently free, and they're asking for donations in a not-annoying way):
(If you are wondering why this person is a cock, you should probably not be reading this web-blog.)
The perfect boots do exist
What is great about living in the bit of Canada where I live (where it is fucking cold for about half of the year), is that you think about clothes and stuff differently. In London, the perfect boots would have been some fancy-arsed nonsense, but here, the perfect boots are chosen with the following criteria in mind:1. Warm, up to -40.
2. Mean you are able to walk through snow of up to 1ft without snow falling inside top of boots.
3. Waterproof (see above)
4. Most importantly, mean you can walk on pavements covered in ice covered by frozen slush covered by snow, or (which is worse) just covered in a thin layer of ice, without falling on your arse every 2 seconds.
In the same vein, the perfect hat is one that is warm, covers your ears and not itchy. It is important not to look like a killer, but other than that what you look like in it is not that important.
Oh, and if you want the perfect boots, they are here.
England is weird, which is an actual fact.
Actual fact.
I have found a new hobby
It requires the purchase of many large poodles, but I think it will be worth it. "Creative grooming", indeed!
Thursday, January 15, 2009
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