Today has been the happiest day of my life

This just makes me so happy, Praise You Fatboy Slim

Leaf art

I like turtles

I know Im late and stuff but...

Sebastian Faulks- A Week In December

Admittedly, I was slightly nervous when I picked up this novel. I didnt really think I was into those which were 'a satirical comment about metropolitan life', I preferred good old fashioned novels which had characters I could cling too. But how my presumptions were wrong. This novel, set in London, 2007 on the cusp of the recession follows the week of several characters who try and keep their grasp of reality. It is so well rounded in its description of London life, from teenagers picking at Islamist theories to the character's escapisms; reality TV, second life internet games and skunk, to villainous London cyclists. 

I would recommend this book to someone who perhaps had a bit of time to read, reflect and remember, there are tricks, disorientating scene jumps. This book to be ambitious, yet sucessful, although a second reading would do it justice. Nonetheless I really did enjoy this and Faulks has surley proven himself.

The Apprentice review

For me The Apprentice series final with the interviews by the Sugar's chosen few was great. The orchestrated character assassinations where typos of self adorning cliches sparks a verbal slap in the face. Its like watching kick boxing in slow motion.
And the best of it all is the "Praise Lord Sugar the Almighty" I hear from the chorus of the contestants. They seem to have a respect for him as if he were a deity. The show has dolled him up in do many ways to show this, the ghostly hand reaching through the glass doors to the boardroom, the pan of portrait shot with a lion's growl or even the "Yes, Lord Sugar," said in unison by his loyal subjects. Having said that I'm sure that in real life he isn't the dragon he is perceived to be.
What else I find great is the disapproving glances from Karen and Nick, their facial expressions and gestures provide an overrunning commentary, and from this I have learnt that sometimes when I feel a little unsure of something I have done, I can see a pan out onto Nick, his eyebrows furrowed and lips pursed.
But how could I discuss my highlights without including Sunday's winner, Tom? I thought that even though he didn't seem able to sell nor organise people, he was quite talented at inventing the leading concept or the unique selling point. Even though the others seemed to have commendable attributes, the good guy won.

RIP Lucian Freud

Lucien Freud passed away yesterday aged 88. Form this heartsinking news it has come to my attention to explain why his life and work has meant so much to me. Freud's life has been pretty remarkable. He was born into an infamous family, his father Sigmund who fathered several children and found feeling in his artwork, who could manipulate paint in no other way that the first time I saw one of his work he bought a tear to my eye, and told stories with his work-something that I believe deserves great respect. 

I hope his work will be celebrated posthumously.