Firstly, in response to recent comments: Thanky for all the nice things said about my little animation, that made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
Jenny. No. I will not enter Total Wipeout no matter how many times you write 'please' in capital letters. Quite apart from anything else I think the filming is when our exams are this summer. Plus, y'know, I don't have all that much dignity, but what I do have left is quite precious to me...
Sorry.
Right, what I've been doing. Not a great deal. Have been visiting grandparents the past few days, which included a second-hand book shopping trip, which made the drama nerd in me very excited. I found a lovely book by Brecht...
Anyhoo, more grandparenting tomorrow, then...well, nothing I suppose. College. Joy of all joys.
Ah well, Happy New Year everyone.
Thursday, December 31, 2009
Sunday, December 27, 2009
Drowning? No Fear!!
I've just downloaded the entry form for the Beeb's 'Total Wipeout' gameshow. You know, the one where Richard Hamster sits in front of a massive screen making snide remarks, while various people of questionable sanity wobble and slip their way across a massive obstacle course.
(Before you call the men in white coats, no I'm not considering entering, I'm just curious.)
Anyway, let me talk you through it.
Page 1: Fairly standard, asks for contact details. There is a worrying square in the corner which asks you to affix a photo that you feel "best reflects your personality." I dread to think what that could entail.
Page 2: Education, television appearences and an 'About You' section. All fairly standard stuff here again. A couple of sections for the derranged to reveal themselves. "Describe yourself in 50 words" and "Personal motivation for wanting to appear on the show."
Page 3: Some more probing questions. "Most embarrasing thing that has ever happened to you?" Ah! So this is where Hammond and his grinny cohort (can't remember her name) get their ammunition from! "Greatest achievement," "Most daring thing you've done," hang on, what's this? "What are you afraid to do? Number the comments from one to three" Numbers one to three are defined as 1 being "No fear," 2 being "Dislike" and 3 being "Can't stand." It's the comments that are most interesting though. Heights, water and flying I can understand, but drowning? I dislike drowning? Hmmm....
Anyway, onwards:
Page 4: More questions and goody! Another 'number the comments' list! This time it's how good you are at various things, and 1 - 3 are "No experience," "Some experience" and "Very experienced" respectively. Let's see...martial arts, rock climbing, bungee jumping (?!) all ok. Press ups. An interesting choice. Moving swiftly on...
Page 5: This is a long form isn't it? 'Diversity monitoring' here. And a nice little "And Finally" box, asking whether there's anything else we'd like to tell them. Errrm...nope, I think you pretty much covered it all on the previous four pages. If you haven't got enough there for Hammond and/or the psychologist, I'd be surprised.
After that it's just information about the rest of the application process, terms and conditions, so on and so forth.
I might have a go at filling this in actually. Not to apply you understand. Just curious.
(Before you call the men in white coats, no I'm not considering entering, I'm just curious.)
Anyway, let me talk you through it.
Page 1: Fairly standard, asks for contact details. There is a worrying square in the corner which asks you to affix a photo that you feel "best reflects your personality." I dread to think what that could entail.
Page 2: Education, television appearences and an 'About You' section. All fairly standard stuff here again. A couple of sections for the derranged to reveal themselves. "Describe yourself in 50 words" and "Personal motivation for wanting to appear on the show."
Page 3: Some more probing questions. "Most embarrasing thing that has ever happened to you?" Ah! So this is where Hammond and his grinny cohort (can't remember her name) get their ammunition from! "Greatest achievement," "Most daring thing you've done," hang on, what's this? "What are you afraid to do? Number the comments from one to three" Numbers one to three are defined as 1 being "No fear," 2 being "Dislike" and 3 being "Can't stand." It's the comments that are most interesting though. Heights, water and flying I can understand, but drowning? I dislike drowning? Hmmm....
Anyway, onwards:
Page 4: More questions and goody! Another 'number the comments' list! This time it's how good you are at various things, and 1 - 3 are "No experience," "Some experience" and "Very experienced" respectively. Let's see...martial arts, rock climbing, bungee jumping (?!) all ok. Press ups. An interesting choice. Moving swiftly on...
Page 5: This is a long form isn't it? 'Diversity monitoring' here. And a nice little "And Finally" box, asking whether there's anything else we'd like to tell them. Errrm...nope, I think you pretty much covered it all on the previous four pages. If you haven't got enough there for Hammond and/or the psychologist, I'd be surprised.
After that it's just information about the rest of the application process, terms and conditions, so on and so forth.
I might have a go at filling this in actually. Not to apply you understand. Just curious.
Friday, December 25, 2009
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Jingle bells, jingle bells...
...jingle all the way.
Jingle is a really odd word to look at, in lower case... jingle... see?
Anyhow, Christmas is upon us. And what does this mean? Yes, that's right, Christmas telly schedules!
My pick of this year's crop would have to be David Tennant in Hamlet (indulging the Shakespeare nerd in me), a new Poirot, and of course, the Doctor Who finale of the year...
Not to mention of course, all the films. Why buy DVDs when the Beeb show film a few years after release, and you can record them? There aren't even the pesky adverts. Not that I am condoning any of this illegal-type behaviour.
Right, after that pearl of wisdom I'll leave you, and return to pondering whether I should buy a whole series of Spaced from iTunes...hmm...decisions decisions...
More soon...
Ciao for now
Jingle is a really odd word to look at, in lower case... jingle... see?
Anyhow, Christmas is upon us. And what does this mean? Yes, that's right, Christmas telly schedules!
My pick of this year's crop would have to be David Tennant in Hamlet (indulging the Shakespeare nerd in me), a new Poirot, and of course, the Doctor Who finale of the year...
Not to mention of course, all the films. Why buy DVDs when the Beeb show film a few years after release, and you can record them? There aren't even the pesky adverts. Not that I am condoning any of this illegal-type behaviour.
Right, after that pearl of wisdom I'll leave you, and return to pondering whether I should buy a whole series of Spaced from iTunes...hmm...decisions decisions...
More soon...
Ciao for now
Monday, December 14, 2009
Paris!!
Oui oui, bonjour! I've been in Paris! It was fun. Here are some pictures and quotes and things... (Maybe more soon.)
"Keep it in! PLASTER!!"
(We were talking about babies...)
Don't Blink. Or Hadrian will eat you.
At the pub: "He's trained in ninjutsu, that doesn't make him a real ginger!" Cue 10 minute laughing fit while Joe watches rugby, distinctly unimpressed.
Don't Blink. Or Hadrian will eat you.At the pub: "He's trained in ninjutsu, that doesn't make him a real ginger!" Cue 10 minute laughing fit while Joe watches rugby, distinctly unimpressed.
Helena: "What IS that?!"
A couple of cool kids with Moany Lisa..."Woosh more carefully!"
It's the teachers. Note Ruth's fantastic expression there...
Helena no like Metros. Or pictures.
Yeah, they have rollerskating police in Paris. GIANT rollerskating police.
"If the wall wasn't there we could see her naked..."
"If the wall wasn't there we could see her naked..."
Rosanne and Ruth: "Don't make me go In Sein!"
*Hangs head in shame*
I swear these two were more immature than us at times. Ok, most of the time.
It was a good trip.
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Drama, Rain and Bears
I went to Royal Holloway for the second of my uni interviews/auditions/UCAS days. They have to be confusing and all do different things.
Anyhoo. We got there around 11am, which gave us plenty of time to go on an accommodation tour (impressive) and get some lunch (soup and profiteroles - yummy) before a drama-filled afternoon. As we still had some time to kill, Dad and I went to the midweek choir concert in the chapel.
Exit persued by a bear. Well, in a way. The bear was actually the one being persued, by my father. It turns out that one of my dad's uni friends (known as "The Bear"), whom he hasn't seen in 10 years or so, lives nearby, and often goes to the midweek concerts. So I have met The Bear.
I also did some drama-ey stuff. We had an assessed seminar, a Q&A and a workshop, all of which I think (hope) went well. Despite turning up dripping, thanks to the inclement weather.
So that was that. Exeter next week. Really not looking forward to this one, I'll be on the train for 7 or so hours, altogether. Not Fun.
Ciao for now...
Anyhoo. We got there around 11am, which gave us plenty of time to go on an accommodation tour (impressive) and get some lunch (soup and profiteroles - yummy) before a drama-filled afternoon. As we still had some time to kill, Dad and I went to the midweek choir concert in the chapel.
Exit persued by a bear. Well, in a way. The bear was actually the one being persued, by my father. It turns out that one of my dad's uni friends (known as "The Bear"), whom he hasn't seen in 10 years or so, lives nearby, and often goes to the midweek concerts. So I have met The Bear.
I also did some drama-ey stuff. We had an assessed seminar, a Q&A and a workshop, all of which I think (hope) went well. Despite turning up dripping, thanks to the inclement weather.
So that was that. Exeter next week. Really not looking forward to this one, I'll be on the train for 7 or so hours, altogether. Not Fun.
Ciao for now...
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