Did your computer and phone clock change themselves at the end of British Summertime? Coud someone hack the right computer and change all our clocks at once? Would we notice? Read this week’s Wharf column here.
Did your computer and phone clock change themselves at the end of British Summertime? Coud someone hack the right computer and change all our clocks at once? Would we notice? Read this week’s Wharf column here.
“Instead of taking notes, can I just purchase a transcript of today’s lesson?”
I was due to attend the Bafta and BFI Screenwriters’ Lecture Series by renowned writer of Brookside, Cracker, and The Lakes, Jimmy McGovern.
I was going to write about class and Canary Wharf, as Jimmy McGovern’s shows often centre on working class characters.
But I never made it. Instead I got stuck in a vintage dress when the zipper broke, and I dislocated my shoulder trying to escape.
I tell you, Houdini would have struggled with getting out of 1980s polyester.
Taken to bed with a hefty dose of painkillers I awoke, realigned and rested, to the emailed transcript of the previous night’s on stage conversation between Miranda Sawyer and Jimmy McGovern.
And it was marvellous. It was all there: every “Pardon?” every “[Laughter]”. And I thought wouldn’t it be marvellous if you could get a transcript of every evening out you missed?
To read the rest of the column please click here.
You can’t make it through the day without someone commenting on how fast this year’s gone. No one mention the C-word.
Snowflake scattered chocolate has started to appear in the shops. The full onslaught of gift guides and food feasts will soon follow. People are jittery….
To read the rest of the column, please click here.
Every night before bed I do the same things, in the same order. Remove make up, moisturise face, brush hair, put pyjamas on, brush teeth, apply hand cream and lip balm, and climb into bed. And every night, around about the brushing my hair stage, my husband calls for me to hurry up. This is because, to him, getting ready for bed is a simple one step process – remove day clothes. This is not a gender issue….
To read the full column please follow this link: http://www.wharf.co.uk/lifestyle/what-bedtime-routines-say-who-10066760
Ever wondered how your food came to be, well, food? Who worked out that steaming a globe artichoke and scraping the white fleshy bit from the leaves with your teeth tastes good? Some Nigella cave-chef, must have been licking everything that came out the ground to crack that….. Click here to read the rest of this week’s Blonde’s Eye View column.
Spoiler alert! Scott and Charlene DID get married. Have we reached peak spoiler? Here’s my column on the dreamy days when your VHS tape of the Neighbours wedding couldn’t be ruined by anyone: http://www.wharf.co.uk/whats-on/arts-culture-news/blondes-eye-view-how-shouting-9048245
Someone has designed a sex toy for bankers. Because of course they have. This gave cause for me to email my Wharf editor the legendary question: ‘Can I write about a cock ring?’ The answer was: ‘Yes, as long as you don’t call it a cock ring.’ You can read the full article on the link below:
http://www.wharf.co.uk/2014/12/blondes-eye-view-the-bankers-s.html
And here’s the frankly amazing advert for the product. Just about safe for work, but not safe for your soul:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r8qTN6__RAg