Sparkly Fairy

Further to my last post on why Twlight is Rubbish here is some more evidence that backs it up and before I commit myself to being a twi-hater expect I will see New Moon once it's out on DVD..hell despite being a film with the main character being a gay sparkly fairy he's still mighty fine!

Guilty Pleasures

I have a guilty pleasure...one only Mr W knows about and one which is reserved for cosy nights in snuggled on the sofa by myself under a blanket while the rain lashes the windows.. and it involves a man...a very British older gentleman who goes by the name of Hugh.

Oh yes, there's something about that smooth voiced posh, slightly awkward and rubber faced older gent that makes me feel all warm inside. There's something about all of the British films he's in (we can forget that Americans ones he's stared in...pants) that makes me feel at home.

I try to make out that I watch a lot of high-brow films but really my favourite films are good old British Rom-Coms..Love Actually, Notting Hill and About A Boy have to be 3 of my ultimate favourite guilty pleasures and it does help that AAB has a rollicking good soundtrack by Badly Drawn Boy and a young bushy browed Nick Hoult from Skins.

So this weekened while the weather is too revolting to step foot outside the house I shall be snuggled up wrapping xmas presents, eating chocolate and indulging in some Hugh action. Because there's nothing more Christmasy than watching Love Actually.

Thank you Richard Curtis for your films, and thank you Hugh Grant!

What's your guilty pleasure?

Facebook..you are dead to me

I might have mentioned once or twice before that I am bored with facebook.
When Facebook/Vlogs Go Wrong
Dear Ex-Facebook Friends
I hardly use it anymore and it annoys the hell out of me. No I do not want to fertilise your plants or eat at your cafe or join your mafia. I don't want to see you writing on each others walls that "I wrote ur name in the sand but the waves washed it away I wrote ur name in the clouds but the wind blew it away I have wrote ur name on my heart and there it will always stay love u baby!" bleurgh!!! Seriously keep that in reality. Why do you feel the need to write on each others walls when you are blatantly sat right next to each other. Just feckin say it to their face. I don't want to see that sickening crap everytime I log on.

This video sums up my feelings perfectly (although I still like to have a nose at everyone pictures..at least with twitter you can choose who's status you see).

My God I am a cranky cow lately!

Dude

You gotta love a sufer:

The World According to the USofA

It always fascinates me when I go to America how little they seem to know about the Geography outside of their country which I think the above demonstrates (no offence to any Americans reading this. I know this is a hug generalisation and not all of you are world unware :)). Is it because in school they are only taught the history and geography of North America whereas when I was at school we were taught some world history and a hell of a lot of world geography hence why if you ask most kids in the UK they would be able to point out most countries on a map but I've found you ask an American and they don't have bloody clue; I have been told that Australia is somewhere near England because we all sound the same, Wales doesn't even exist as they have not head of it..Wales are something that live in the sea right?, and as for Europe..that just consists of Spain and France and that evil country they fought at war. But what i love the most of their perception of the UK. As soon as you open your mouth to speak you're asked "oh you're from England, I love your accent, I have a cousin that lives in London called John Smith. Do you know him?".."oh yeah I know John Smith,the one with the glasses right?"...yes because there are only 61million people living in England alone and I know every single one of them personally. Today I was told that London is a small town where everyone knows each other, London is surrounded by a few 'quaint' towns, sometimes called villages, which is where the posh people and the Queen lives when she is not in London, a massive Forest covering the rest of England which is where Robin Hood resides and then at the top if the forest there is a small town called Liverpool where the Beatles are from but no-one lives there now but you can go on tours. And this was all told to me by 3 friends of my brother who have been living over here for 12 months now. Sometimes I despair :)

Don't be a Clunge Ambler for xmas....

I'm not one to preach or blow my own trumpet but for xmas this year I've decided to do something a bit different. Long passed are the days when I would have xmas wish lists as long as my arm. I have realised I spend far too much money on crap to expand my house full of unused crap and so the money people would usually spend on yet more tat and crap for me can be better spent on worthwhile things which is why I have asked everyone to instead spend their money on buying a goat, or some chickens, or some water sanitation from Oxfam Unwrapped. Yes I would love some new clothes, books and the usual smellies but these aren't essentials to my everyday being like the gifts I've instead asked for are to someone else.

I also sponsor 2 children living in very poor communities, 1 in Cambodia and 1 in Brasil. My monthly donations go towards helping the entire community improve their educational facilities, water sanitation, health care etc. Its something I've been doing off my own back since I was 15 and something I am immensely grateful I am able to do. So this year I will also be sending them a little something in the post even though they do not celebrate Xmas themselves. I think it's nice for them to know that there is someone on the otherside of the world thinking of them.

I only have a few days off work over Xmas so instead of being a glutinous pig and stuffing my face silly with chocolates and cheese I will be helping out with some other volunteers at a local homeless shelter dishing out Xmas meals and goodwill.

Just think if everyone who reads this decided to spend an extra £6 or £7 of their money to buy a gift for someone aboard, like school books or emergency food rations how many lives we could change.

Because that's what Christmas is about and what the Western world appears to have forgotten regardless of our religious beliefs...being selfless for a few days of the year before we go back to our usual selfish, materialist ways.

Maybe I'll go to atheist heaven afterall?

MJ lives on....

I love this....however it is slightly disturbing to see a small boy grabbing his crotch with a bit too much vigour, grinding and pulling what can only be described as sex faces!

MJ lives on indeed