Trains and movies and writing

Brief Encounter
Oh, the agony of saying goodbye …

I wish I could write about adventurous stuff I have done today but I haven’t done any! I spent the whole day finishing off my applications. I am going to apply for 2 different schools (betting on 2 horses seems clever). It’s amazing how much paperwork it actually is, apart from all the other stuff you have to deliver (film review, film script, story outline for the film you want to write etc.) I have reread everything several times now, have done a triple spell check and I am going to post it tomorrow. I will personally deliver the one that needs to be in latest on Tuesday, as I don’t want to have my future depending on Royal Mail not delivering on time.
Those days off are taking more energy than a normal day at the office!

So all I can come up with for today is two films with trains in it.
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Not here to be loved

When I woke up this morning I felt very weird. Weird that I didn’t need to go to work, weird wondering what I have done – quitting it, and well, my head is just still a bit confused about what is happening in my life at the moment. It will get better soon I’m sure.

A way to get me out of that kind of state of mind is the cinema, the cinema is my second home. Yes, you probably knew that already.

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I’m learning to fly

Take away love ...

The garbage man joked around and made me smile as one of the first things this day. One of my neighbours was talking to another one without his teeth in, and although I know he is English I couldn’t understand a word he said. I walked my last morning walk to Victoria Station. I decide to take the slow train to East Croydon. I wave goodbye to Anti Beauty, Clapham Junction, Wandworth Common, Balham, Streatham Common, the guy at Thornthon Heath and 100 years of Passion and Pride at Selhurst. I am close to East Croydon, and I will miss my daily train journey enormously.

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Bill Nighy in Tanzania with Oxfam

bill-nighy-in-tanzania-with-oxfamThe BBC has a 3 minute film of Bill Nighy who travelled with Oxfam to Tanzania to see the difference that international aid can make. BBC news has also featured a short clip with Bill, as has the morning Breakfast show on BBC 1.

Heya kids, here’s a very important message from your uncle Bill:

Bill Nighy in Tanzania with Oxfam.

And here is more information, should you want to know more. And you really should.

www.makepovertyhistory.org
www.whiteband.org
Oxfam
www.one.org
The G8 wait
www.joinred.com

And – I love his hat.

Update:
The BBC Radio 4 has a very interesting interview with Bill Nighy about his trip to Tanzania with Oxfam where he tells about his experience and his thoughts about how aid really helps. At the other side of the table, so to speak, sits Paul Collier former Director of the World Bank.

Listen to the program here. (it’s the first 10 minutes in the beginning, and available for a week only)

Voicilicious: Bill Nighy and Silksoundbooks

So you feel absolutely knackered with a headache and a soar throat but you don’t want to call in sick in your last week at your current job. You drag yourself to work, and after an hour the fire alarm goes. While enjoying the view from the 18th is great, walking down the stairs from the 18th with jelly legs really is not.

So it’s good there is something to get me going. They could have called it voicilicious.com but they chose silksoundbooks.com in stead. If you like your British classics, and better, if you like British actors with voicilicious voices reading them to you then Silksoundbooks.com is for you.

Edgar Allan Poe – here we go. My iPod is trembling with pleasure.

(If you want to help decide what Bill Nighy is going to read next for Silksoundbooks, read on here)

Yo ho, yo ho

I have nothing much to say just yet. But the week has passed, and that means that he’s back.

I feel like a little girl around Christmas time, overly exited and not grown-up at all. I don’t care what the critics say, I know there will be scenes where I will be glued to the screen indulging every word he says in that voiciliciously Scottish accent.

The question is:

Arrrrrrrre you prepared for what’s next?

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The Drowsy Chaperone – Novello theatre London – review

It might start to sound a bit pathetic now, my “I don’t like musicals” attitude and maybe I should alter it a little bit and say “I don’t like standard 13 in a dozen like musicals”.
I found an email in my inbox last week from a PR man connected to this musical and he made me an offer:
I give you 2 tickets for The Drowsy Chaperone – you write about it on your blog.

Didn’t take me long to decide.
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Landscape with Weapon, National Theatre, London – review

First of all – I am incredibly pissed off about the fact that Bill Nighy isn’t even nominated for a Tony Award for his performance in The Vertical Hour. Extremely pissed off. I have no words for it really, if that wasn’t award worthy acting then I don’t understand a thing. Kevin Spacey (Moon for the misbegotten) wasn’t nominated either.

But despite all that misery, I had a ticket for a play tonight.

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I seduce you with my eyebrow

I seduce you with my eyebrowOh God not him again, I hear you think. Well as I recently have been hanging out on websites realizing that I am not the only one having issues I might as well just openly come out with it. As I felt the need to throw some Bill in between all those Alan’s I hacked together this funky avatar. The picture makes me laugh. A lot. And I like to be pathetically not-grown-up sometimes. It keeps you young.

Apart from that, this post is supposed to be about The Girl on tour too, so he is not completely out of context here. And it’s also about joining a writers group. And about how M&S toffee mousse tastes.

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And for a minute there, I lost myself

Surreal but nice

New York, 12 March 2007

She had a couple of hours left before heading to boring JFK airport. She walked around with her soul under her arms as they say. She had a few dollars left as well and when she walked passed it, accidentally, unplanned, she thought that she might as well end this holiday with something slightly awkward. Because she had questions she so desperately wanted answers to. She opened the door and stepped inside.
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