Mark#9 – Taking the Piss

August 30, 2006

Actually, this post should be titled ‘Taking A Piss’, which is exactly what CNN reporter Kyra Phillps was doing yesterday during a live Presidential broadcast. Unfortunately, she forgot to turn her microphone off…

I imagine George Bush’s media advisors were delighted (in fact, I wouldn’t be surprised if they arranged it), I mean it’s probably the first time that someone has come off looking more stupid than him during one of his speeches.




Wedding Countdown

August 29, 2006

…24 days to go! Wheeeeeeee…..

Mark#8 – In Memorium

August 25, 2006


Mark#7 – England Knock Portugal Out (For Once)

August 24, 2006

In case you haven’t seen it already, this is the horrific challenge Man City’s Ben Thatcher put on Portsmouth’s Portuguese midfielder, Pedro Mendes, last night:

Mark#6 – The Fame Game

August 24, 2006

April and I spent over three years living in Toronto, Canada, before moving over to the UK. As a major North American city, host of one of the top film festivals on the planet, and a prime location for movie shoots (movies that are “set” in New York City are often filmed in Toronto – its cheaper and easier to secure permits apparently), it wasn’t unusual to see the odd celebrity knocking about town. Especially when you live on the fringes of the ultra-chic Bloor-Yorkville neighbourhood, as we did. And especially when you work in PR, as we did and, indeed, still do.

Below – in no particular order – are the highlights of my Toronto celebrity encounters:

1) April so excited at seeing Scott Speedman that she squeezed my hand so tightly it almost came off.

2) Being surprised by how stunning Sigourney Weaver is in the flesh (I always thought she looked like a monkey until I saw her up-close).

3) Seeing Dustin Hoffman marching up Bay Street, at least five steps ahead of his wife, who was desperately trying to keep up.

4) Watching Natalie Portman just sitting there, eating breakfast, and being incredibly, unbelievably HOT. Because she’s top of my celebrity ‘to do’ list, April encouraged me to go chat her up (anyone remember that episode of Friends, where Ross meets Isabella Rosselini?), but my supersonic sonar radar told me she probably wouldn’t be interested.

5) Coming seriously close to a fist fight with Canadian Idol winner, Ryan Malcolm (the Canadian equivalent of Will Young), which I would have won. Easily.

Mark#5 – S.O.A.P.

August 22, 2006

I wanted to see if I was savvy enough to properly embed a YouTube video into a WordPress blog…and I figured there could be nothing better to showcase than this classic dialogue from the movie April and I saw on the weekend:


Mark#4 – Stag Hunting

August 21, 2006

Although the wedding isn’t until September 22nd, April and I are being whisked away for our hen and stag parties this coming Saturday.

Whilst April and her new pals will be indulging in delicious Japanese cuisine and the best cocktails in Manchester, I’ll be in the slightly less pampered atmostphere of a wet, muddy West Yorkshire field, having my ass pummelled by balls of paint travelling 206 MPH, courtesy of 30 or so of my so-called ‘friends’.


But I’m not afraid. Although it’s been a few years since I’ve stepped onto a paintball field, I’m confident enough in my expert infantry skills, after all I did win the ‘Player of the Day’ award the last time I played. Also, I think my pals are grown up enough now to take it easy on me and not just abuse me because it’s my symbolic last day of freedom. Yeah, it’ll be alright.

Oh, who am I kidding? I’m a dead man. And I’m starting to brick it.