RosieH

I've often considered De Nollywood, Alan. You been?

I really really like pies.

Gordon Ramsay does his in the microwave.

Emerson Crane Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Happiness is a record by Ken Dodd, I thought > everyone knew that? Have you read this thread? Please see third post.

Snap. I don't mean to be unhelpful but I own neither broom nor shovel (dustpan and brush aside). Having traversed the mulchy leaves in frippantly high heels, I know this is a task that needs doing, but I'm afraid my tools are not fit for purpose.

Hey Huguenot, Tarot, how's about a little Winterval agape?

Probably. Possibly.

DJKillaQueen Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > We'll see who is right in the end Rosie... I'll let you be right DJ; I'll content myself with simply voicing an opinion. ;-) I'm just intrigued as to your idea that only a huge soul voice that belts out sub-standard Whitney or Maria fare has a chance in the States. I'm biased, that's not my kind of music and it makes me want to kill myself. But if all you say is true, then how come Rufus Wainwright? Or Antony and the Johnsons? Or other people I am failing to name right now.

Gillian McKeith's poo lab is also the set for porn films.

Why is Bernard Black not my husband?

It's certainly the greatest gift that I possess.

Why not? How on earth can you claim that? Do you secretly run the American charts? America likes a singer songwriter too. Think I said it earlier, but Gary Jules is American. Matt strikes me as being something of a better looking version.

Really DJKQ? I think Rebecca has an exceptional voice but is really bland. Can't imagine ever wanting to go to see her perform live - dull dull dull. Matt on the other hand, interesting, and according to News of the Screws, a dirty shagger. What's not to love?

Crikey, what on earth does he do to Mr Pickle?

I suspect more country matters...

Shoreditch House is nicer than Soho House, and less full of cunts. The restaurant on the top floor is light and airy and relaxed and the food's pretty good, and views are nice at night. I'm not a member, though have been often and I like it. That said, I've never been at the weekend, so it might be a nightmare then. Soho House really is full of tossers, which is a shame, as it's a lovely building and with all those nooks and crannies would be an excellent place for a drink otherwise. The kind of language CC's quoting may be as much to do with Hendrick's as Shoreditch House. Hendrick's sponsor The Chap Olympiad and various events with The Last Tuesday Society and like that kind of flowery going on. To be fair, I do too sometimes. And sometimes I like a pie. But it's nice to wear your best shoes and sip a cocktail amongst handsome strangers from time to time.

Then you have the Swarowski crystal ones that they're wearing on X Factor - ?84.99 or thereabouts. I think a fiver goes to RBL and the rest to the company of hideous jewellery. Feels a bit like grave robbing to me.

I'm surprised. I thought it was the absolute norm to observe the 2 minutes. I've never worked anywhere that hasn't. There've been a few spats on Twitter where people didn't observe the twitter silence and have been punished by an Unfollow. One most excellent tweet at 11.01 commented that people were still talking - a bit like the kid who puts his hand up after prayers to say that other people didn't have their eyes closed.

Fecking Admin in thrall to the Mighty Murdoch - he's had us all for mugs he has, sucking us in with drinks and badminton and hemp sacking, then selling us down the river for piles of filthy lucre. What a cunt! Cate, you should definitely sign up for hall monitor. This place would be much better off if people were informed in a polite and timely manner when they were taking the piss. As for hadenuff - grade A mental. Comedy gold.

You could have mine, but do you not need to show the phone?

Sorry, going to be 7.30 earliest for me.

Oh no, direct away. This is the lounge after all. I do think there's a horrible sort of romance to the "war to end all wars" and I think Ted's hit the nail on the head as to why. There's something about our fine lads going off to the slaughter that feels like the end of a beautiful era in a way that WWII didn't (is that just too much literature and costume drama I wonder). I also think there's an element of being considerably more removed from it - as Ted rightly points out, WWI wasn't (for the UK) a civilian war, so people at home were spared the grisly reality. Some of the detail from last night will stay with me for a long time - I had no idea about the tunnels and mines, and when they said that the biggest part of a German soldier they found after a series of mine detonations was a foot in a boot, it really brought home the visceral, sticky, gory reality. And to know that a lot of those remains are still located at the bottom of ponds on a golf course, my god, that's haunting, but I think, not commonly known at the time. There was a lovely moment in the programme though, when the daughter of the pilot who captured the scene from the air saw her dad smiling on camera. I may have sobbed at that point. In fact, I'm welling up just thinking about it now.

I'm rather failing to say anything, don't really know what to say, except that it was beautiful and harrowing documentary making, and if you didn't see it, I'd heartily recommend you catch up on iplayer.

DJKQ, Matt reminds me much more of Gary Jules than Shane Ward - altogether different style of music, and one which I think would have more international appeal than a third rate Justin Timberlake. However, I enjoyed this evening's photo montage of a half-naked Shane Ward immensely.

Hmm, really?