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Dropping One, As It Were

As the year draws to a close, I think that I can presume upon your discretion, and make something of a confession.

When I was growing up in the 1970s, the BBC1 station ident looked like this:

The thing was this; I didn’t really know what the picture was meant to depict, and so I mistook the negative space to the right of Africa, thinking it was meant to be the depiction of something. And as a child of the 1970s, I thought it was meant to be this:


Seriously, it’s true.

…and if the intent behind this post pans out, you might never look at the globe in the same way again. And it works for the Peters version of the world as well.

If you think this post is asinine, you should be glad I didn’t post about how I thought pansies the flowers and chimpanzees the primates were the same thing, which made me scared to get too close to flower beds. Mum, Dad, if you’re reading this, it’s true; at that tender age I was not aware of the concept of a homophone. Oh, the shame of it.

Writing For Film – A Good Practice Guide

It came out a couple of months ago, but embarrassingly, I only thought to mention it when it arrived through my letterbox the other day…

The Writers’ Guild of Great Britain has produced a good practice guide to writing film. It’s aimed both at screenwriters and people who work with them, and contains information on practical stuff like contracts, all in one place. And whilst I’ll openly admit I’m not currently in a position where anyone’s asking me to sign contracts for my writing, I like to think it can’t hurt to be informed on this sort of thing.

The guide was posted out to Guild members with the latest quarterly magazine, but it’s free of charge as a PDF, which you can download here, whether or not you’re a member.

Though I’d have to say that it’s not as expensive as you might think to join the Writers’ Guild (just over £8 per month for Candidate Members, which covers folks like me), so it’s worth thinking about, wouldn’t you say?

You Call It Light Content, I Call It Art… With Facile Captions (Day 2 of 2)

Voice over loudhailer:
“I repeat, advanced swimmers only beyond the gorse bush, please. Advanced only.”

Apologies to John Everett Millais. And, by association, to Bill Shaky.

You Call It Light Content, I Call It Art… With Facile Captions (Day 1 of 2)

“Be honest, now. Does this hat make my bum look big?”

Apologies to Sally Dali. And Arabella Weir.

Happy Holidays To You!

From Mr Hankey, and everyone here at Soanes Towers, a very merry Yule / Christmas / Kwanzaa / Hannukah /Other Festival*.

Today, I hope you’re with people you like, and who like you too.

*Please delete as applicable.

I Really Ought To Learn Not To Leave My Christmas Shopping Until The Last Minute

It’s not really my fault it happened; I needed to get someone a pressie by the time the shops closed, time and money alike were running out, and then I saw something which looks to be a combination of a respected name and zero expenditure.

There was only one left on the shelf in the department store, so I grabbed it.


For such a small woman, the undercover store detective was surprisingly fast and strong, I have to say. But I was coming quietly, there was no need for that second kick to the …er, swimsuit area.

Deck The Halls, By All Means, But Let’s Not Get Too Carried Away, Eh?

I’ve written before about my fondness for Moleskine notebooks, and I still use them as my scribble-place of choice.

And I can understand why, as an item of good design and quality, they inspire a certain following and indeed adoration (after all, the list of sites in the right-hand column of this blog includes Moleskinerie).

But this is just going too far.

I mean, really.

And No, I Don’t Think It’s The Result Of A Marty McFly-Style Casting Change After They’s Started The FX Work. I’m Just Being Stupid, As Usual.

As you probably know, in the film Avatar, technology allows humans to put their consciousness into artificially-grown bodies (hence the title).

The idea is that the avatars look a bit like the human in question, but all through the film (yes, I’ve seen it: capsule review – very good, but too long), I kept thinking that the avatar of the character played by Sam Worthington, who looks thus:

… looked a lot more like Brendan Fraser.

Is there a medical term for the tendency to ‘pattern recognise’ and seek similarities where there may be none? If so, I have it. Or, at least, an analysis of my posts and thought patterns alike seems to suggest just such a pattern of behaviour.

A Well-Known Joke Amongst Comic Readers, But One Which Deserves A Wider Audience, I Think…

It’s almost impossible to conclude somebody didn’t giggle when they suggested the title of this comic to the folks at Marvel.

Probably a good job that search engines didn’t exist at the time. How many innocent comic readers* would have been made to look like a filthmaniac by their Internet History?

*Possibly a contradiction in terms, mind you. I’ve been to enough shops and conventions to know. Oh by jiminy yes.

Spotted In East London…

… the Ghost of Christmas Fast Food, perhaps?

The idea of being in McDonald’s on Christmas Day is one I find strangely troubling, I have to say. And not because I’m a vegetarian.

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