<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1575570323411958302</id><updated>2012-02-15T21:30:14.889Z</updated><category term='weather'/><category term='nostalgia'/><category term='summer'/><category term='retro'/><category term='2009'/><category term='TV'/><category term='uni'/><category term='news'/><category term='food'/><category term='dogs'/><category term='politics'/><category term='moonwalk'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='music'/><category term='age'/><category term='film'/><category term='winter'/><category term='football'/><category term='work'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='toys'/><title type='text'>A zippy adventure</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zippykins.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1575570323411958302/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zippykins.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15577852080486999963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>92</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1575570323411958302.post-7274049859660624652</id><published>2010-08-28T16:01:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T16:12:58.120+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets hear it for the boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;First Love (Philip not Gordon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g318/zippykins/500full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 240px;" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g318/zippykins/500full.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;then there was...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g318/zippykins/205856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 217px;" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g318/zippykins/205856.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;followed by (Dec not Ant)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g318/zippykins/childrens90s_byker_grove_gal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 185px;" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g318/zippykins/childrens90s_byker_grove_gal.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;then into my teens (RIP Stephen)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g318/zippykins/sg4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 259px;" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g318/zippykins/sg4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;The constant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g318/zippykins/john-cusack-20061126-182603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 319px;" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g318/zippykins/john-cusack-20061126-182603.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The "Yes I know I shouldn't but.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g318/zippykins/cristiano-ronaldo-topless-picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 319px;" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g318/zippykins/cristiano-ronaldo-topless-picture.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;The current crush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g318/zippykins/Joseph-Gordon-Levitt11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 319px;" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g318/zippykins/Joseph-Gordon-Levitt11.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;var gaJsHost = (("https:" == document.location.protocol) ? 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"https://ssl." : "http://www.");&lt;br /&gt;document.write(unescape("%3Cscript src='" + gaJsHost + "google-analytics.com/ga.js' type='text/javascript'%3E%3C/script%3E"));&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;So everyone else is looking back at the decade, the noughties (still wish there was a better name for the decade, but so be it), but thats just too much effort for me. So - the last 12 months - what was good, what was not? Lets begin with films. I've seen plenty of films this year. In fact I'm a total geek who kept a list. This year I've seen 135 films to date  -well that explains why I haven't read as many books as I wanted to. My top ten (so theres a few films I've yet to see - like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nine&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sherlock Holmes&lt;/span&gt; but as they haven't been all that well reviewed, lets assume they won't trouble the list) is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 - Slumdog Millionaire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oscar botherer of the year, it was hard not to start applauding as the film reached its triumphant conclusion. Just a great story, well told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9 - 500 days of Summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rom-com where we know the outcome is bad. Lovely performances and an awesome soundtrack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8 - The Hurt Locker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the tension! Fingernails chewed down as Jeremy Renner dismantles bombs in Iraq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 - He's just not that into you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star packed cast means that some didn't really get the time to make an impression, but the Jennifer Connelly-Bradley Cooper and Gennifer Goodwin-Justin Long stories were my favourite. Best film based on a self help book? Read the book on my holidays- and it makes a lot of sense, should be given to all women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6 - Frost/Nixon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All about the performances, and they are GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 - Away We Go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite Sam Mendes film to date, and an excellent soundtrack from Alexi Murdoch. Relief that it was good after spending extra bucks to see it at the openning night of the Edinburgh Fim Festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 - Gran Torino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clint says this is his final on screen appearance. Well if so, what a way to bow out, there were tears aplenty at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 - Moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not usually into my sci-fi, but really enjoyed this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 - The Wrestler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mickey Rourke woz robbed at the Oscars! Fabulous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 - In the Loop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughed my ass off the whole time. Especially the Jamie bits."Shut it Love Actually!" Hopefully Santa has put a copy of this in my stocking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honorable mentions to Fantastic Mr Fox, 17 Again and Bright Star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Worst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Terminator Salvation &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Why did they bother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Funny People&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way way too long, didn't work as a comedy or a drama, although Eric Bana popping up stopped it being a complete mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Two Lovers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. So. So. Boring. Wins record for watch checking to see how long was left to endure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Knowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid. 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"https://ssl." : "http://www.");&lt;br /&gt;document.write(unescape("%3Cscript src='" + gaJsHost + "google-analytics.com/ga.js' type='text/javascript'%3E%3C/script%3E"));&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;There was a good fiery debate on teacher numbers yesterday in the Scottish Parliament. Members were particularly irked that The Cabinet Secretary for Education did not attend, with the duty for closing going to the Schools Minister. The headlines are scary - 543 applicants for one job, teaching graduates getting by on odd bits of supply work, the promised wave of retiring teachers not yet having materialised. Luckily everyone I know who has gone into teaching has not found it too hard to come by a job so far, although some are in their probationary year.&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try {&lt;br /&gt;var pageTracker = _gat._getTracker("UA-3694938-1");&lt;br /&gt;pageTracker._trackPageview();&lt;br /&gt;} catch(err) {}&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The requests to make points of order in the chamber can sometimes read as a bit comical the next day in the Official Report - and here's an example from this debate:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Deputy Presiding Officer (Alasdair Morgan): &lt;/strong&gt;I call Keith Brown.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;George Foulkes: &lt;/strong&gt;On a point of order, Presiding Officer. Do you have the power to call instead the Cabinet Secretary for Education and Lifelong Learning, so that she can accept her responsibility and reply to the debate?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Deputy Presiding Officer: &lt;/strong&gt;I suspect that the member knows the answer to that question. I have the power to call anyone who wishes to speak. In this case, I call Keith Brown.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;George Foulkes: &lt;/strong&gt;Further to that point of order—&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Deputy Presiding Officer:&lt;/strong&gt; Mr Foulkes, would you sit down, please? I have dealt with your point of order, which was not a point of order.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;George Foulkes: &lt;/strong&gt;This is a point of order.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Deputy Presiding Officer:&lt;/strong&gt; It had better be a point of order.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jack McConnell (Motherwell and Wishaw) (Lab): &lt;/strong&gt;On a point of order, Presiding Officer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Deputy Presiding Officer:&lt;/strong&gt; No. I will take Mr Foulkes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jack McConnell: &lt;/strong&gt;Will Mr Foulkes give way to me first?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Deputy Presiding Officer:&lt;/strong&gt; There is no giving way on points of order, Mr McConnell. Mr Foulkes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;George Foulkes: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;You might pronounce my name properly from time to time, but that is another matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Is it not appropriate for you, as Presiding Officer, to exercise your power to call the cabinet secretary to accept her responsibility and reply to the debate? She was on "Newsnight" last night but she is failing to come along and answer the debate—&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Deputy Presiding Officer:&lt;/strong&gt; Sit down. I choose from among the members who have indicated that they wish to speak in the debate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mr McConnell, do you still wish to make a point of order?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jack McConnell: &lt;/strong&gt;Yes. Perhaps the Presiding Officers collectively could reflect on the absolute need for the chair to recognise when a member wishes to make a point of order, regardless of what they personally think of that point of order. I wish you to reflect on that in the course of the day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Deputy Presiding Officer:&lt;/strong&gt; We allow members to make points of order but once it becomes obvious during the making of that point of order that it is not in fact a point of order, we reserve the right to stop the member.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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It seems to have mightily successful, garnering a good amount of publicity (&lt;a href="http://www.theherald.co.uk/search/display.var.2517025.0.sean_connery_lambasts_bbc_over_its_film_festival_coverage.php"&gt;whatever Shrrr Sean seemed to think&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Its fun to see proper film stars in that same cinema where you go to watch Transformers and 17 again. (The latter was better than the former. I know I was surprised too..)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;Away We Go&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g318/zippykins/3132901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g318/zippykins/3132901.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;The opening night film was from Sam Mendes. Away we Go follows a couple expecting their first baby travelling across the country to try and find a place to settle. I think it might be an opinion splitter when it opens here in September, but I prefer it to some of Mendes other films. Theres a series of interactions with some 'characters' - the highlight being Maggie Gyllenhaal as a horrible hippy mother. John Krasinski and Jeff Daniels are also perfectly cast as father and son. Mmm John Kransinski. Not too sure about the ending but it had a nice soundtrack.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Darren Aronofksy in person&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g318/zippykins/CinemaSocietyScreeningBrothersBloom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 245px;" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g318/zippykins/CinemaSocietyScreeningBrothersBloom.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Aronofsky, the director of Pi, Requiem for a Dream, The Fountain and The Wrestler appeared to talk about his work. Well that was the idea – but he did the faux “oh I'm so embarassed by my films” and refused to talk about his future projects – widely reported to be a Robocop remake. It was even in the programme but he stayed zip lipped. It ended up being a love in for the Fountain, a film I don't rate. Never meet your heroes, right?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Outrage&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g318/zippykins/outrage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 300px;" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g318/zippykins/outrage.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;This documentary looked at closeted US politicians who promote anti-gay legislation – with interviews with those who chose to 'out' them, men who came out of the closet and a look at the evidence that certain prominent politicians are gay. I found it interesting that there was a feeling that the mainstream media has a kind of 'leave it out' policy when it comes to gay rumours surrounding politicians – although they have no qualms about exposing heterosexual affairs. Plenty of room for debate about whether its right to out people.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The September Issue&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g318/zippykins/The-September-Issue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 190px;" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g318/zippykins/The-September-Issue.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Documentary following the team at US Vogue as they prepare the 'September Issue' – the big catalogue like issue (most of which is glossy advertising for luxury brands). Much of the focus is on Anna Wintour – the fur loving, friend of Roger Federer, presumed inspiration for Meryl Streep's character in the Devil Wears Prada (even the office look sthe same as that film!). Her exasperated and hugely talented fashion editor watches as Anna cuts beautiful clothes and photoshoots from the magazine; and the staff deconstruct cover star Sienna Miller: “the hair is a mess, she won't cut it”. “Too toothy” “Crinky neck”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt; “  Jackets are the new  coats”. I really enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Moon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g318/zippykins/moon_sam_rockwell1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g318/zippykins/moon_sam_rockwell1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directed by Davie Bowie's Son, Moon won the Best British Feature prize and sold out all its performances. Sam Bell (Sam Rockwell) is close to the end of his 3 year posting on the dark side of the moon working for an energy firm. With only HAL-alike robot Gerty (Kevin Spacey) to keep him company, Sam is looking forward to getting home to his wife and daughter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't really say anymore without pretty massive SPOILERS but its highly reccomended. There's a beautiful score from Clint Mansell and an amazing performance from Sam Rockwell - is it too early to start talking 'Best Actor' nominations for next years awards....?  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try {&lt;br /&gt;var pageTracker = _gat._getTracker("UA-3694938-1");&lt;br /&gt;pageTracker._trackPageview();&lt;br /&gt;} catch(err) {}&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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" :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do people secretly lust after me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I can't help myself (Sugar Pie, Honey Bunch) - The Four Tops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;woop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;How can I make myself happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Fall at your feet - Crowded House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;What should I do with my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't fear the reaper - Blue Oyster Cult&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Will I ever have children?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Like I love you - Justin Timberlake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drums*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;What is some good advice for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Smile like you mean it - The Killers&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;How will I be remembered?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a light that never goes out - The Smiths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;What is my signature dancing song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Elephant Love Medley - Moulin Rouge&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;What do I think my current theme song is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Actually its Darkness - Idlewild&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;What does everyone else think my current theme song is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Open your eyes - Snow Patrol&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;erk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;What song will play at my funeral?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Behind these hazel eyes - Kelly Clarkson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I have hazel eyes! not very funeraly mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;What type of &lt;del&gt;&lt;/del&gt;men do you like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm a slave 4 u - Britney Spears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;What is my day going to be like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Loco in Acapulco - The Four Tops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jump a plane to Mexico? 2 songs from the four tops? strange!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that killed some time, now to watch me some more West Wing.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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I agree with the old folks who say that standards are really slipping in this area. I do wish we’d studied more inspiring novels and poems though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Modern Studies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Undoubtedly my favourite and most useful subject to date, with the finest teachers in the land. American, British and international politics and current affairs and the ability to write super fast in exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Maths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only up to a very early secondary level. I can count money, add, multiply and divide to the level required in everyday life. (I just used the calculator to divide 43 by 3 though – should I be able to do that in my head?) Have completely forgotten anything involved algebra, logarithms and the use of a scientific calculator. Long division – what was that about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Biology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I’d remembered more, but I really don’t. Especially Higher, I can only recall the now infamous ‘birds with 4 legs’ incident and mainlining those lemon Polos which tasted a bit like washing up liquid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ge&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;rm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I ever go there I’ll let you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Drama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Largely an excuse for messing about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Messing about again, this time on keyboards. I can’t even clap in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Office and Information Studies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much maligned at the time, but actually useful now I work in an office, I can type away and file with the best of them. I have never actually encountered a telex machine yet though, nor am I very likely too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home Economics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my dinner is pizza bagels and onion rings more often than it really should be, I would say no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Things I wish I’d been taught at school:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to cook a proper meal, instead of a ‘Sunshine Suzie’ (Bacon, Cheese and Pineapple on toast).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIY and things like changing fuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal finance – I seriously think this is a big thing and I hope its something that’s being looked at. 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