Saturdays mornigs are a great time. Have some breakfast, fresh coffee, and read the paper. In The Guardian’s Weekend magazine they have a weekly piece in which they ask celebrities of questions, in which they try and provide a small snapshot of what they are like as a person.

I really like reading this, as, like all people in the 21st century, I worship at the font of celebrity. So I’m quite interested in what they have to say.

I thought I would have a go at this, and answer the questions that are posed to the celebs. I’d quite like to make this a regular thing, so here’s to a new writing challenge. 

Here is this week’s edition if you’re interested – http://www.theguardian.com/lifeandstyle/2013/oct/05/john-bishop-interview

What is your greatest fear?

Being alone.

What is your earliest memory?

Being with my grandparents at their house – being in my Grandpa’s workshop learning about different types of tools, or playing supermarket with my Grandma.

Which living person do you most admire, and why?

My mum. She does so much for me, and my family. I’ve no idea how she does it with such grace and kindness.

What is the trait you most deplore in yourself?


What is the trait you most deplore in others?


What do you most dislike about your appearance?

I hate that my facial hair doesn’t extend more onto my face. I have beard envy.

Who would play you in the film of your life?

Unless Michael Fassbender can free up his schedule..

What is your most unappealing habit?

Thinking that I know it all.

What is your favourite smell?

The smell after it’s rained.

What is your favourite word?

Fuck. It’s so versatile!

What is your favourite book?

War and Peace.

What is the worst thing anyone’s said to you?

Why are you even here?

What is your guiltiest pleasure?

Kettle Chips crinkle cut steak flavoured crisps. And the music of Rihanna. 

What does love feel like?

Like being punched in the heart, and wanting it to happen again.

What was the best kiss of your life?

Every first kiss.

What is the worst job you’ve ever done?

Being a paper boy. Getting up at half five on a Sunday, in the middle of January is not fun.

What’s been your biggest disappointment?

Missing out on a first class degree by two marks.

If you could go back in time, where would you go?

Back to the early 1800s to be a cavalry officer. All the birds, nice uniform and you get to fight the French.

What’s the closest you’ve come to death?

I’ve been nearly hit by cars more times than I can count.

What single thing would improve the quality of your life?

Having someone to be happy with.

What song would you like played at your funeral?

Shelter from the Storm, by Bob Dylan.

How would you like to be remembered?

Just being remembered would be nice enough. 


Bed time songs.

Everyone likes a bit of chill out music at the end of the day. I am super cool, therefore let me share some that shuffle has kindly thrown into my lap, and now into your face holes. Enjoy!

I saw this song live a few years ago. Bombay Bicycle Club are a fantastic band, but the album version of this song doesn’t really do justice to how wonderful it sounds live, but it will have to do! The very talented Lucy Rose adds her vocals to this track.

I first came across Lianne La Havas at the same gig I saw Bombay Bicycle Club at. My friend was probably more excited to see her than the main act. His praise was well deserved as I think that La Havas is one of the best female acts at the minute. This is a beautiful track, with an equally beautiful video to match.

So many people have gotten into Metallica because of this song. That isn’t really a bad thing. I love their early, pure thrash metal so much. It’s genre defining, and perfect sonically. But, I don’t mind a sing a long either. It took a great deal of bravery for the band to go in this direction, but The Black Album, within which this track features, is a record that will last for decades, if not centuries to come.

Here is a live version they recorded in 1999. One of their best live performances, done especially for their live album ‘S&M’ (that stands for Symphony and Metallica, you sickos). Having the power, but delicacy of an orchestral backing really adds so much to this song, and its meaning.


Hilarious New Girl Lists



One of the best motifs in the utterly BRILLIANT show, New Girl, is when members of the cast start to list things out loud. This is perhaps one of the funniest from the most recent episode ‘Double Date’, between Nick and Jess.

Nick: Ok, politics, you’re a democrat, and I’ve never voted.

Jess: I’m in the green party.

N: that is so annoying!

J: I’ve been banned for my lifetime from Lake Ontario.

J: I’m afraid of pears..and pear shaped people.

N: I’m not convinced I know how to read, I’ve just memorised a lot of words.

J: The doctors say I could grow another 18 inches.

J: I kind of want to get a gun.

N: I’m definitely sexually attracted to ladybugs.

J: I’m weirdly good at volleyball.

N: I believe horses are from outer space.

J: I believe that too!!



I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: “Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear:
`My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings:
Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!’
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away”. 

This is the most well known piece of the Poet Percy Byshhe Shelley, ‘Ozymandias’. I first became aware of the name Ozymandias when I saw the brilliant, and thoroughly underrated film ‘Watchmen’. Others will known it as the fourteenth episode of the fifth season of Breaking Bad. This episode as received universal and critical acclaim, and is being regarded as one of the finest episodes of television ever created. I would have to agree with this opinion.

After a bit of googling I found the origin of this curious name, and was very much taken by Shelley’s sonnet. It tells the story of the ruin of the empire of the Great King Ozymandias. What you take away from this sonnet, is that however great a thing is, ultimately it will fade. This resonates a lot with me, as I have a habit of becoming attached to people, or places, ideas, or what I wish things to be. This sonnet is a reminder to me of how I need to let things go from time to time, which, admittedly I am not very good at doing.

But I’m trying.