Sabrina's Book of Hours

I didn't go to Glastonbury, but I do know Arthur.

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I am a city girl smothered by a vacuum packed, frieze dried, ready-made life on loan. Why can't it be freshly picked, hand made, jam-packed and juicy? Don't disinfect me - there's nothing wrong with a bit of dirt.

Thursday, November 23, 2006

The History Boys


Just when I thought negativity would be my undoing, I come across something that I just can't find sufficient praise for (erm.. for which I cannot find sufficient praise?).

I know Alan Bennett wrote it for me, but you are allowed to watch it also, and I suggest you do. If you can't make it to the Lowry (try to get stage level, because the nose-bleeds are quite, quite far from the stage), there is also a film which, although I haven't yet seen it, I imagine will also be excellent.

Ps. If you are the type of prick that takes offence that such-a-nice-man as Mr Bennet will include swearing in a play set in a school, and who will launch into a diatribe about 'inappropriate subject matter', stay at home and watch Midsomer Murders, please.

Tuesday, November 21, 2006

If you have nothing nice to say.......

don't say anything at all.

I'll be back.

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