Ant

I'd buy, like, loads and loads of lottery tickets cos then I'd be bound to win EVAN MOR MUNNAY! Can't go wrong.

Your Name: Ant Famous Artist/Band/Musician: Annie Lennox 4 letter word: Argh! Vehicle: Articulated lorry TV SHOW: Art Attack! City/Town: Annaheim Boy Name: Andrew Girl Name: Audrey Occupation: Artist Something you wear: Anorak Celebrity: Andre Agassi Food: Apple Something found in a kitchen: Anchovies (tinned) Reason for Being Late: A giant talking bee flew in through my window and held me hostage while quoting Nietzsche at me. I couldn't understand what he wanted, and pleading with him didn't seem to work, so in the end I had to resort to dulling his senses through exposure to daytime TV. Once he was sufficiently drowsy I encased him in amber and made good my escape.

Try a bouffant look - it's very in.

Bonnie Langford! Anyone? No? No one? No...?

And then she left with his car and all of his money

I've had many crap jobs in my time. A strong contender for the worst was at the Public Records Office down in Kew. Copying columns of numbers from 19th-century tomes into Excel. Best? Hmm...

There's a review of the game over on Blogjam. http://www.blogjam.com/2007/10/28/american-football/

I think we should start using that as an insult. Don't be such an osbourne! You total osbourne. Etc.

Imagine... imagine... imagine a stooooo-reeeee! Which one of the Wordsworth clan are you, Mr Max?

You're right, *Bob*. But bear in mind that perhaps the stupid house prices may explain some of that. It's one thing to jack it all in and start a new career, it's another altogether to have to up sticks and move elsewhere into the bargain.

Put it on the internet and make a packet.

Good luck Keef and Mrs Keef! (One you're married can we refer to you collectively as The Keefs?)

I edit books. Not fun ones though. :/

I'd rather be a photographer. Or, yunno, one of the idle rich. But even then I'd probably still do lots of photography. Only if I was loaded I'd do daguerreotypes too.

Congrats! Hope all's going as smoothly as can be expected.

I'm not in a position to go out and do more research on this one. Ho hum...

Sounds very good indeed. Any Steidl stuff too?

Any chance of some lovely photography books, UC? If so I'll definitely be there. (OK. I admit it. I'll definitely be there anyway.)

I'm not reading anything at the moment so hopefully I'll be able to get a good idea for something new as this thread grows. I've just finished reading Art Photography Now and Image Makers Image Takers. Two very beautifully illustrated books focusing (boom boom) on contemporary photographers, finding out what makes them tick. Great stuff and very inspiring if you like that kind of thing - as I know a few of us here do.

I like Spice Republic too.

Shit! Better flog my food processor and recoup the capital before it loses all its value.

I've heard a theory that cats with bells just learn to move in such a way that they don't jingle until it's too late. Don't know whether it's true though. Mine's got a bell, but she's not had it for long so you can still hear her coming a mile off.

Is that true, Brendan? If so I'll definitely give it a go. We have a kitten. She doesn't go out at the moment as she's too young and hasn't been neutered yet.

I'd agree with a lot of those points, Snorks old chap. But unless you propose keeping all cats as housecats, I don't see that there's much that can be done by the owners to stop them pooing where they like. Edit: apart from making them wear nappies, perhaps. That cats, I mean. Not the owners.

I'd be interested to hear your proposed solutions for cat owners to take up, Snorky.