Monthly Archives: August 2012

Total Recall. Except I totally don’t recall that I love you.

I watched the Arnie version on TV the other night, and I watched the Colin Farrell version at the cinema tonight, and I’m convinced: Total Recall missed a trick in the romance department. And it makes Douglas Quade look like … Continue reading

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The Regency: when men were men

One of my favourite historical details about the Regency is that men used to cry in Parliament to express their sensitivity. But I digress. Earlier this year I entered a whole bunch of the American contests, just to get my … Continue reading

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the mother-daughter sex talk

When my older brother was fourteen and about to go on his first ever date, my parents sat him down and told him some things about respecting girls and always using condoms. The reason I know this is that my … Continue reading

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the genesis of an idea

Just in case any of you don’t know of him, Heston Blumenthal is a mad-scientist chef. Or a gastrochemist. Or something. He’s amazing and inventive and there’s nothing he won’t try. (My favourite Heston moment was when he slow-cooked a … Continue reading

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woman hero

My favourite piece of dialogue from Avatar: the Last Airbender goes like this: Sokka: I’m sorry. I treated you like a girl, when I should have treated you like a warrior. Suki: I am a warrior. But I’m a girl, too. The … Continue reading

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