So today was our first newsday. Exciting for us as we’d only done individual packages so far. It went smoothely, more so dan expected. We had an amazing editor Lovisa who helped us get organized, two brilliant presenters, Ali and Lauren and Emma the producer to help us with technical stuff. Lecturers Charles Fletcher and Iain Mackay.
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As you may well know I am not the person to ask about the latest showbiz news. However, for Radio we were asked to discuss something showbizzy, and we stumbled upon Lauren Goodger’s weight issues. And voila: le wild podcast.
First person talking is Kirsty Bruce, Second is Graeme Aitken and lastly is me.
How do you feel about the media’s permanent weight issues? Let me know!
Now, before you think I’ve made some life-changing decisions, hear me out. Have you heard of Mil Millington? I hadn’t until I stumbled upon it. That was 3 years ago I think and every now and again I go back and have a read through his website, which is HILARIOUS. No matter whether you’re single or living with someone, there’s always something you can relate to. So without further ado, please click this link and enjoy the random ravings of Mil Millington and Margret.
Here’s some examples:
I came home from work on Friday and, as I wearily opened the door into the house, Second Born, Peter, heard me entering and poked his head out of the living room.
‘Hello, Papa – I’ve missed you,’ he shouts. From within the living room Margret’s voice calls out to him ‘No you haven’t, Peter.’
Whether her cutting our son’s hair comes under ‘money-saving skill’ or ‘therapy in the making’. Continue reading
INTRO: I feel slightly bad for publishing this now because events have been cleared up. However, my amazing female intuition tells me that even though current conflicts have been resolved, they will return and they will harass us (and by us I mean me) just as bad. So I’m publishing.
I didn’t want to come clean about my feelings bang on the face of the internet so I hid it in one of its many chin folds (in my head the internet is a fat black lady). I have also taken into consideration the mood you might find yourself in. This means that if you feel like reading a heavily sarcastic yet superbly optimistic story, you would choose to click J’adore and if you feel like an accusing, yet no less an accurate summary of factual events, you click J’accuse. They will guide you to some PDF files containing the story of your chosing.
Finally: If any of my flatmates end up here and read these, my excuse is: none. I’m a journalist, it’s what I do. But it is exagerrated…
Here’s something to listen to while you read.
Hasn’t this world developed a funny sense of priority? There are all sorts of things happening around us; the question of whether Palestine will be allowed to join the UN, the stories on how the scandalous Berlusconi might finally be giving up his position of power and the continued rise of violence in good old Britain itself. But it is getting surprisingly hard to find all these things in the new ‘layout’ of today’s newspapers.
Since page 3 girls have long lost their factor of scandal, a new factor has completely overthrown the media: the X factor. But it isn’t just that show alone that particularly makes me want to throw yoghurt on anyone who is in control of how much ‘talent show contestants’ cover the pages. They seem to multiply, like cockroaches. And like any pest, no matter how hard you try to kill one down, another 3 will pop up from out of no-where. Continue reading
Hey there guys, a couple months ago i blogged about buying my lomography camera. I’ve had a couple rolls of film developed since, and I thought I should upload some of the photo’s I took on this blog.
In total I have many many more photos, including 4 rolls that I still have to get developed (but am too lazy to actually go to the store for) so, until the time you will see any of those (probably 2012 somewhere) you can have a look at some of these photos.
I also included some instants from my recent trip to Paris with Dan.
It’s almost Halloween and even though I’m not too big a trick or treater, I quite like to take the occasion to make another cake. I quite enjoy the good old sponge cake because you can do almost anything with it. It tastes good on it’s own but anything added will no doubt make it even better.
With Halloween in mind, and having watched a couple Halloween-themed-cake tutorials, I decided I was going to add lots of food colouring and icing. I’d never made butter icing before, so I had no idea on quantities which ended up with my cake-icing ratio being about 40-60 . The sugar rush was incredible, and it tasted very nice, but it didn’t quite end up as I originally planned. Here’s a couple links to what I thought I would be making.
Although it would have been easier and more obvious, I decided not to use a cake mix. Because I’m always on a tight budget I figured making the cake mix from scratch would be cheaper (flour, eggs and sugar aren’t expensive…) and more fun to do. I even went out to buy a proper cake mold, a rubber spatula and one of those whisk things. I love over preparing for anything that isn’t really that important 😛 Continue reading
Some people are just naturally gifted. Some in music, some in maths, some in painting and so on and so forth. I think one of the most astonishing talents is to be able to combine flavors, imagine them in your head and seeing if they will work or not. A bit like the Rat in Ratatouille.
I mean, I can taste food and like it, in fact I get my occasional food-gasms from foods in restaurants or even what my father makes sometimes (sometimes). But as far as I know I cannot (or will not) randomly throw together ingredients, knowing it will taste good. I follow recipes to the last dot, and if I don’t I feel secretly guilty.
What I can do, however, is see food (even if it is only a photo) and instantly get water in my mouth. I can see a photo and imagine eating it.
I’m not obsessed.
Well, I once stumbled upon a website that made my heart stop. It showed page after page after page of original, well photographed, well written recipes. Some were easy, some weren’t, some sounded amazing, some sounded as if they were bought from a quack doctor down the street. But they were plentiful and offered hours of mindless amazed staring.
Now, you may have come across the site before, but if you haven’t you should TOTALLY go have a look. I guarantee there will be something there for you. Whether it is home made mozzarella sticks, easy delicious peanut butter chocolate drops or crazy party jello shots. Take a minute and you will spend an hour because damn, it just all looks so good!
THIS is the link to the website and bookmark it, because even if you won’t make any of it just now, you will want to get back to it someday and it will be there for you, waiting, like a warm bed, ready to supply you with thousands of mouthwatering photo’s of food.
Lots of love
First of all I want to apologize for the cheesy title of this post. I’m practicing word play. Keyword= practicing.
However, I just wanted to share this thingy I found with you. For feature writing class, we were told to write a travel feature on a place, person or event with the target publication being BMI magazine (an in-flight magazine). I once upon a time, in the long-long ago read about some tomato festival somewhere in Spain and figured it would make a pretty darn perfect story if I could ever find what exactly it was. Thankfully, that didn’t prove too hard. So without further ado, I added a version of the article I will submit. In case my lecturer checks for plagiorism: Hi Claire, it’s me, Eva.
Do you remember the way you used to look up to grown-ups as a child? They could do anything, didn’t have to follow anybody’s rules; they are their own bosses. And now that you are grown up, do you not sometimes really want to be a child again to get away with anything, to run around and play in the mud? Well, a small town near Valencia in Spain, called Buñol has since 1944 or 1945 found a fantastic cure for this global feeling of nostalgia. Continue reading