<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133</id><updated>2011-11-23T12:27:53.856Z</updated><category term='weather'/><category term='Eurovision2011'/><category term='meme'/><category term='miscellaneous'/><category term='gay'/><category term='technology'/><category term='Eurovision2009'/><category term='election'/><category term='news'/><category term='photography'/><category term='books'/><category term='politics'/><category term='spotted'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='quote'/><category term='music'/><category term='environment'/><category term='art'/><category term='London'/><category term='blog'/><category term='theatre'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='diary'/><category term='diet'/><category term='Clapham'/><category term='travel'/><category term='photo'/><category term='chocolate'/><category term='wish list'/><category term='craft'/><category term='anniversary'/><category term='Eurovision2010'/><category term='food'/><category term='gardening'/><category term='history'/><category term='internet'/><category term='stats'/><category term='drinks'/><category term='tv'/><category term='film'/><category term='architecture'/><category term='review'/><category term='musings'/><category term='overheard'/><category term='science'/><category term='memoir'/><title type='text'>Clapham Omnibus</title><subtitle type='html'>Life in London from a Clapham perspective</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>500</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-271237669331710056</id><published>2011-11-23T02:08:00.006Z</published><updated>2011-11-23T02:26:16.227Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wish list'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='architecture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><title type='text'>Dream Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j04o5hUHU8o/TsxVuXtN6fI/AAAAAAAAB-A/3yYsva_vQkY/s1600/Stowe%252C_One_of_the_Boycott_Pavilions_-_geograph.org.uk_-_152745.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j04o5hUHU8o/TsxVuXtN6fI/AAAAAAAAB-A/3yYsva_vQkY/s400/Stowe%252C_One_of_the_Boycott_Pavilions_-_geograph.org.uk_-_152745.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678007485333367282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Boycott Pavilions at Stowe - named after the vanished hamlet of Boycott (hopefully it wasn't disappeared to make the Pavilions, but one has to assume this is likely) and designed and constructed by James Gibbs in 1728-9 - flank the Oxford drive to the house. The original stone pyramidal roofs were altered in 1758 by Giovanni Battista Borra to the lead domes visible today. The Eastern Pavilion was converted into a three-storey house in the 1950s. How wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stowe was praised in Alexander Pope's poem &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Epistle to Lord Burlington&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"...Still follow Sense, of ev'ry Art the Soul,&lt;br /&gt;Parts answ'ring parts shall slide into a whole,&lt;br /&gt;Spontaneous beauties all around advance,&lt;br /&gt;Start ev'n from Difficulty, strike from Chance;&lt;br /&gt;Nature shall join you, Time shall make it grow&lt;br /&gt;A Work to wonder at--perhaps a STOWE.''&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-271237669331710056?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/271237669331710056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=271237669331710056&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/271237669331710056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/271237669331710056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/11/dream-home.html' title='Dream Home'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j04o5hUHU8o/TsxVuXtN6fI/AAAAAAAAB-A/3yYsva_vQkY/s72-c/Stowe%252C_One_of_the_Boycott_Pavilions_-_geograph.org.uk_-_152745.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-3618140063239846769</id><published>2011-11-11T23:01:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-11-11T23:17:05.105Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>And we have a winner!</title><content type='html'>Every year around this time the big stores compete for the best seasonal ad in the run-up to Christmas - M&amp;S pioneered the genre a few years ago but this year they seem to have gone off track a bit with their Xfactor tribute. Most big stores' ads are annoyingly hard sell efforts draped vestigially in Christmas tinsel but John Lewis has scored a real triumph with its 2011 contender - soo sweet it makes me want to cry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="340" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/pSLOnR1s74o" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-3618140063239846769?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/3618140063239846769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=3618140063239846769&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/3618140063239846769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/3618140063239846769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/11/and-we-have-winner.html' title='And we have a winner!'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/pSLOnR1s74o/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-7865240558566822616</id><published>2011-11-06T15:28:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-11-06T15:43:42.388Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clapham'/><title type='text'>Brockwell Park Fireworks</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT COLOR="#000000"&gt;.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Z6G2agsSf8/Traq845YK1I/AAAAAAAAB9s/uBwrt5EtPuY/s1600/%2528null%2529"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Z6G2agsSf8/Traq845YK1I/AAAAAAAAB9s/uBwrt5EtPuY/s400/%2528null%2529" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671908743761636178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the financial crisis hits the fireworks displays - fireworks on Clapham Common were cancelled this year, and instead Lambeth Council plans to rotate the displays annually through the borough's parks. Fireworks will return to the Common in 2013 (if there is any money left then).  This year they were held in Brockwell Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brockwell has the enchanting Art Deco Lido, with its wonderful cafe, and superb views to the city - a southern version of Hampstead and Primrose Hill. Unfortunately, it does not enjoy easy access to public transport - I wonder if the Council thought of this in its planning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left my house at 7:10 and waited 20 minutes for the 37 bus - which arrived full to overflowing. The driver did not open his doors. My bus stop on Long Rd was crowded with people clearly waiting for the 37 only. I decided to bail out on the bus and took the tube to Brixton. No need to follow directions on a map - a vast throng of people were walking from Brixton tube to Brockwell Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally made it to the Park just as the first fireworks were let off at 8pm. They were impressive as always; quite a lift to the spirit in these chilly November evenings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="Twitvid video player" class="twitvid-player" type="text/html" width="360" height="300" src="http://www.twitvid.com/embed.php?guid=GZ1RA&amp;autoplay=0" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-7865240558566822616?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/7865240558566822616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=7865240558566822616&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/7865240558566822616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/7865240558566822616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/11/brockwell-park-fireworks.html' title='Brockwell Park Fireworks'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Z6G2agsSf8/Traq845YK1I/AAAAAAAAB9s/uBwrt5EtPuY/s72-c/%2528null%2529' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-7340625911692798660</id><published>2011-11-01T01:08:00.005Z</published><updated>2011-11-01T01:15:24.473Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spotted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clapham'/><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>Halloween has really taken off as an annual event and Claphamites celebrate it with gusto - here  is my random selection of creepy ghouls and beasties prowling the clubs and bars of South London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4tqsTlQmukk/Tq9HigDGF2I/AAAAAAAAB9g/uzt_oC8L2xk/s1600/halloweencommon_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4tqsTlQmukk/Tq9HigDGF2I/AAAAAAAAB9g/uzt_oC8L2xk/s400/halloweencommon_0001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669829113926784866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P9CmM4cRYvI/Tq9HiTWDg0I/AAAAAAAAB9U/fUKW2KWyYW0/s1600/werewolf.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P9CmM4cRYvI/Tq9HiTWDg0I/AAAAAAAAB9U/fUKW2KWyYW0/s400/werewolf.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669829110516646722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0W7DyJayFhg/Tq9HiCr2JwI/AAAAAAAAB9I/mUfHH41L0lI/s1600/werewolfface.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0W7DyJayFhg/Tq9HiCr2JwI/AAAAAAAAB9I/mUfHH41L0lI/s400/werewolfface.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669829106044643074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h6647Q50ZVI/Tq9HNkWhqsI/AAAAAAAAB84/Z2IGheZH4U8/s1600/vampires.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h6647Q50ZVI/Tq9HNkWhqsI/AAAAAAAAB84/Z2IGheZH4U8/s400/vampires.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669828754304772802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WclAx3Ca5tk/Tq9HNErZFCI/AAAAAAAAB8w/1sXAGUoRoCc/s1600/DSC_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WclAx3Ca5tk/Tq9HNErZFCI/AAAAAAAAB8w/1sXAGUoRoCc/s400/DSC_0022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669828745802355746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KTR9vmj0eRo/Tq9HMYZBh6I/AAAAAAAAB8g/KNiI-N9e7pg/s1600/boyscostumes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KTR9vmj0eRo/Tq9HMYZBh6I/AAAAAAAAB8g/KNiI-N9e7pg/s400/boyscostumes.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669828733914154914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zpKrLISOxLI/Tq9HMOV8YzI/AAAAAAAAB8U/1cSxdqPFKBQ/s1600/dracula_0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zpKrLISOxLI/Tq9HMOV8YzI/AAAAAAAAB8U/1cSxdqPFKBQ/s400/dracula_0011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669828731216880434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hpuxS5F4toQ/Tq9HMPXkOKI/AAAAAAAAB8M/GxwgwtDad4A/s1600/dracula_0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hpuxS5F4toQ/Tq9HMPXkOKI/AAAAAAAAB8M/GxwgwtDad4A/s400/dracula_0013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669828731492120738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-7340625911692798660?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/7340625911692798660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=7340625911692798660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/7340625911692798660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/7340625911692798660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4tqsTlQmukk/Tq9HigDGF2I/AAAAAAAAB9g/uzt_oC8L2xk/s72-c/halloweencommon_0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-5491281890837341181</id><published>2011-08-26T15:59:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T16:18:42.275+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='London'/><title type='text'>Quote London</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;“Once, she had thought she could conquer London. She had imagined a whirl of literary salons, political engagement, larky parties, bittersweet romances conducted on Thames embankments. She had intended to form a band, make short films, write novels, but two years on the slim volume of verse was no fatter, and nothing really good had happened to her since she’d been baton-charged at the Poll Tax Riots. The City had defeated her, just like they said it would. Like some overcrowded party, no-one had noticed her arrival, and no-one would notice if she left.”&lt;br /&gt;David Nicholls, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One Day&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;The Guardian mocked the trailer mercilessly, but I loved it! It inspired me to get the novel, which I am currently enjoying very much. The reviews of the film have been disappointing - The Guardian crucified it - and already there have been features on “the most disappointing novel adaptations” (possibly in The Guardian as well - I’m sensing a pattern forming here ) so I may vey well miss the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anne Hathaway’s charmless claim in a red-carpet interview the most difficult thing about her role was getting the bad British posture right put me off as well. What, Ms Hathaway, even more difficult than the accent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/GU4qLmIXbOE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-5491281890837341181?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/5491281890837341181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=5491281890837341181&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/5491281890837341181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/5491281890837341181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/08/quote-london.html' title='Quote London'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/GU4qLmIXbOE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-4947155422656621999</id><published>2011-08-20T01:47:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T02:02:09.080+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clapham'/><title type='text'>More Clapham animal history</title><content type='html'>From British Pathé's wonderful site. A bulldog, a monkey and a duck go shopping on Clapham Park Road in 1951 . . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;THREE PETS&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.britishpathe.com/embed.php?archive=74122" name="pathe_flash_embed" width="352" height="264" scrolling="no" frameborder="1"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Your browser does not support iframes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that's not exciting enough, here is footage of an escaped lion on the loose at Clapham Junction in 1943 . . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;LION (issue title is ON THE SPOT)&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.britishpathe.com/embed.php?archive=38375" name="pathe_flash_embed" width="352" height="264" scrolling="no" frameborder="1"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Your browser does not support iframes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-4947155422656621999?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/4947155422656621999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=4947155422656621999&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/4947155422656621999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/4947155422656621999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/08/more-clapham-animal-history.html' title='More Clapham animal history'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-2082167959400138273</id><published>2011-08-19T02:23:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T02:24:49.000+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Becket, or The Honour of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/1117851.Becket" style="float: left; padding-right: 20px"&gt;&lt;img alt="Becket" border="0" src="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1249076927m/1117851.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/1117851.Becket"&gt;Becket&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5228.Jean_Anouilh"&gt;Jean Anouilh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rating: &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/199940752"&gt;4 of 5 stars&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must confess my ignorance - although I do admire Anouilh I didn't know he had written a play about Becket, let alone quite a famous one. I'm currently fascinated my medieval culture and saints, so as soon as this play came to my attention I ordered it in and read it at one sitting. Like all Anouilh it is incredibly elegant, poetic, witty and worldly-wise. He doesn't interrogate his characters too much - he just exposes their actions and words: Becket retains a charismatic mystery to the end. I will definitely track the film down now too, and will keep watch for any theatrical productions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/list/5754022-eddie-clarke"&gt;View all my reviews&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-2082167959400138273?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/2082167959400138273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=2082167959400138273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/2082167959400138273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/2082167959400138273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/08/becket-or-honour-of-god.html' title='Becket, or The Honour of God'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-7569271414542508815</id><published>2011-08-13T20:17:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T17:00:51.066+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clapham'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='London'/><title type='text'>Some thoughts on the recent disturbances</title><content type='html'>Nick Clegg &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/YItK1izQIwo"&gt;predicted these riots&lt;/a&gt; would happen under a minority Tory Government during last year’s election campaign, of course. But going back to 2006 even David Cameron appeared to suggest there was a social context to youth crime, in his &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/uk_politics/5163798.stm"&gt;“hug a hoodie” phase&lt;/a&gt;. But now the riots for him are criminality, “pure and simple”, and he resists calls for public enquiries even as he outlines a programme of hysterical populist authoritarianism going forward. So far so depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pinko liberal like me will point to the fact that the riots overwhelmingly happened in poorer areas and the rioters tended to be unemployed, and argue this must mean social deprivation and blighted prospects must be relevant to understanding the causes of these disturbances. However, it will be pointed out (correctly) that the vast majority of poor people do not riot and steal, whatever the provocation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is true criminality exists at all levels of society. Criminals selfishly take to enrich themselves at others’ expense, if they calculate they will get away with it. Most violent crime happens at lower levels, but as one rises in the social pecking order there are greater opportunities for non-violent crime, and for immoral acts which just tidily skirt the edges of the law. For instance, I feel there is an exact moral equivalence between MP’s looting public funds for plasma TVs on their expenses and Tottenham rioters looting Curry’s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter Oborne &lt;a href="http://blogs.telegraph.co.uk/news/peteroborne/100100708/the-moral-decay-of-our-society-is-as-bad-at-the-top-as-the-bottom/"&gt;brilliantly expands&lt;/a&gt; on this point:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“The culture of greed and impunity we are witnessing on our TV screens stretches right up into corporate boardrooms and the Cabinet. It embraces the police and large parts of our media. It is not just its damaged youth, but Britain itself that needs a moral reformation.”&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For thirty years and more we have been told that “greed is good” (personal greed being the driver of neo-liberal economics) and we have witnessed decades of consumerist excess. We are what we consume. So now we have “shopping with violence” by those excluded from the system and a “grab what you can while you can” attitude in our politicians, businessmen and bankers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rupert Murdoch’s media empire, in plain sight, debauched the integrity of our political classes from Thatcher in the 80’s (who broke the rules and allowed News International to take control of The Times and Sunday Times) to just this year, when until the scandal broke the Cameron government gave every indication of breaking every sinew in order to give Murdoch the full ownership of BSkyB without legal examination. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While this trail of political corruption was there for everyone to see - most lefties have been yammering on about it for years - what shocked me was they way in which the Metropolitan Police were corrupted by News International too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now Britain has a superstructure of morally bankrupt politicians, police, media and bankers presiding over a rioting underclass. We truly are in dire straits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it seems to me the police have been corrupted from another direction too. Before she launched into her vast social engineering programme, Thatcher gave the police massive pay increases, and given the amount of social unrest during the 80s this was clearly an astute Machiavellian ploy. However, Cameron’s crew were more naively neo-liberal than the blessed Margaret and decided the police were a social expense they wanted to cut (by 20%). The strangely tentative police reaction to the start of the rioting (rioters in Clapham were left alone for hours, for example, despite prior knowledge of the intended attacks) suggests a possible intention on their part to put some pressure on the Government over the cuts; certainly the PR war between police and government in the last few days appears to support this interpretation too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is another cause for alarm. Under Blair we saw an huge increase in the political import of the police - and indeed political policing. Now it could be argued the police are holding the government to ransom. I’m not a fan of Cameron at all but it is completely outrageous that the (unelected) police [service] should feel empowered to publicly argue with the elected representatives of State. I’m reading a book about the downfall of the Roman empire at the moment and it struck me we are not a million miles away from the Praetorian Guard deposing the Emperor because their pay rise wasn’t big enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riots have a long history in Britain, and our beloved tv period dramas have occluded the extent of rioting in the vastly unequal Victorian and Edwardian eras. The &lt;a href="http://www.legislation.gov.uk/ukpga/Vict/49-50/38/contents"&gt;1886 Riot (Damages) Act&lt;/a&gt; allows for victims to claim compensation from the police if they were insufficiently protected. It is interesting that lawmakers of the time came up with this idea. They were clearly responding to a perceived need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in those days, police and rioters were probably evenly matched in terms of technology. The 20th Century saw the police attain total dominance in technology, organization, tactics and training over potential rioters, culminating in the controversial kettling tactics of the last couple of decades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, we should remember the Black bloc anarchists who infiltrated the Anti-Cuts March back in March this year successfully trumped the police kettling tactics. The black bloc people ran amock in small groups throughout the city, popping up all over to cause havoc, then melting away only to reappear elsewhere. No black blocs were arrested, despite them being the major perpetrators of political violence that day. Instead, the police chose to arrest around 300 entirely peaceful UK Uncut protestors staging a sit-in in Fortnum &amp; Masons (highlighting Fortnum’s non-payment of UK tax). These arrests were massive headline news at the time. Subsequently, all charges against everyone arrested there were dropped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly, those arrests formed a PR mask for police failure, and the current riots demonstrate anarchist black bloc tactics have by osmosis been absorbed by criminal elements intent on looting, with similar expectations of success. The only successful police response to this was an eventual massive increase in manpower on the streets - 16,000 on the streets of London this week, more than ever in history and three times more than usual. This is not sustainable long-term and police will be thinking of new tactics to contain rioters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But until new, successful and cost-effective tactics are developed, and underlying social injustices are addressed, I expect to see more events of this kind. The initial riots were copied very quickly and very widely. Until then we will have to suffer populism of the “ban twitter and facebook” kind, even though it could be argued tv news coverage poured more petrol on the flames than social media ever did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-7569271414542508815?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/7569271414542508815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=7569271414542508815&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/7569271414542508815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/7569271414542508815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/08/some-thoughts-on-recent-disturbances.html' title='Some thoughts on the recent disturbances'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-2229561982875484091</id><published>2011-07-27T19:04:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T19:38:46.569+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clapham'/><title type='text'>Clapham History: Murder and Fashion</title><content type='html'>Feels a bit odd discovering &lt;a href="http://www.nickelinthemachine.com/2011/07/teddy-boys-christmas-humphreys-and-the-murder-of-john-beckley-on-clapham-common-in-1953/"&gt;a sensational murder&lt;/a&gt; took place virtually on my doorstep almost 60 years ago, one which propelled a youth phenomenon into the national consciousness to boot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the early 50s Londoners were still overcoming the legacy of World War II, with austerity still casting a baleful pall. Gangs of youths in South London started to adopt a flamboyant style of dress in rebellion against the depressing drabness. Apparently, they were inspired by upscale west end gay fashionistas. The look was flash and expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the evening of the 2nd July 1953 a fracas started near Clapham Common bandstand and spilled over to North Side, where two lads were dragged off the 137 bus and one of them, John Beckley, was fatally stabbed. The gang wore the cutting-edge fashionable teenage costume which referenced Edwardian style - newspapers found the word too long for headlines so shortened it to "Teddy" and the Teddy Boys were born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read &lt;a href="http://www.nickelinthemachine.com/2011/07/teddy-boys-christmas-humphreys-and-the-murder-of-john-beckley-on-clapham-common-in-1953/"&gt;Another Nickel in the Machine's&lt;/a&gt; great post on this incident.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-2229561982875484091?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/2229561982875484091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=2229561982875484091&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/2229561982875484091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/2229561982875484091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/07/clapham-history-murder-and-fashion.html' title='Clapham History: Murder and Fashion'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-2371426620902896677</id><published>2011-07-22T00:28:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T00:31:45.859+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='London'/><title type='text'>R.I.P. Lucien Freud</title><content type='html'>One of the greats passed away sadly on Wednesday evening. From his obit in the &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/artanddesign/2011/jul/21/lucien-lucian-freud-obituary"&gt;Guardian&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Freud described the move to England as "linked to my luck. Hitler's attitude to the Jews persuaded my father to bring us to London, the place I prefer in every way to anywhere I've been.""&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-2371426620902896677?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/2371426620902896677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=2371426620902896677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/2371426620902896677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/2371426620902896677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/07/rip-lucien-freud.html' title='R.I.P. Lucien Freud'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-572270337147043863</id><published>2011-07-20T17:50:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T18:06:45.893+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Ask Murdoch!</title><content type='html'>There have been loads of exciting investigations and enquiries happening here in the good ol' 'UK the last few months, and of course &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/media/blog/2011/jul/20/phone-hacking-scandal-live-coverage"&gt;The Guardian&lt;/a&gt; has been plugging away at the News International hacking and corruption saga for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Rupert and James Murdoch's extraordinary appearance before a parliamentary committee yesterday, a useful website has been set up - &lt;a href="http://askmurdoch.co.uk/"&gt;Ask Murdoch&lt;/a&gt; - in which you too can query Rupes on pressing issues and get answers in his own inimitable style. I've just tried it out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XaKDKb5zRwo/TicKipKh3HI/AAAAAAAAB6g/Awc2107bTSo/s1600/Ask%2BMurdoch%2BWendi.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 244px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XaKDKb5zRwo/TicKipKh3HI/AAAAAAAAB6g/Awc2107bTSo/s400/Ask%2BMurdoch%2BWendi.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631481449331940466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gUSVujb-8k8/TicKi4UuMuI/AAAAAAAAB6o/0zdf8eLGUs4/s1600/Ask%2BMurdoch%2Bcustard.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gUSVujb-8k8/TicKi4UuMuI/AAAAAAAAB6o/0zdf8eLGUs4/s400/Ask%2BMurdoch%2Bcustard.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631481453401223906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now someone will have to develop a cyber Wendi to leap Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon style into the fray! That would complete the parliamentary experience. Oh yes - and a custard pie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-572270337147043863?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/572270337147043863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=572270337147043863&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/572270337147043863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/572270337147043863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/07/ask-murdoch.html' title='Ask Murdoch!'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XaKDKb5zRwo/TicKipKh3HI/AAAAAAAAB6g/Awc2107bTSo/s72-c/Ask%2BMurdoch%2BWendi.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-1644485307706662733</id><published>2011-07-03T21:46:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T23:12:26.842+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Stuck on repeat</title><content type='html'>. . . literally! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="390" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/PZtVm8wtyFI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . . is how &lt;a href="http://owenjones.org/"&gt;Owen Jones&lt;/a&gt;, author of &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Chavs-Demonization-Working-Owen-Jones/dp/184467696X/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;ie=UTF8&amp;qid=1309728120&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Chavs: The Demonization of the Working Class&lt;/a&gt; wittily described Ed Miliband’s doleful and dispiriting response to the public sector strikes last week in the Labour leader’s  television interview with ITV’s Damon Green, above. Owen was speaking at an event at the Southbank Centre’s London Literature Festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miliband is in a difficult position as the Tories and their propaganda cheerleaders in the press are still desperate to pin the “Red Ed” tag on him. Ed’s winning the election by a whisker, largely thanks to Union votes, leaves him vulnerable to being painted as the Unions’ puppet. Ridiculous as it is, 40 years on from the 70s and with Britain having the tightest restrictions on Union activity in the Western world, both major parties and the media still regard this as a touchstone issue in contemporary British politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet, as general secretary of the Public and Commercial Services Union (PCS) Mark Serwotka’s annihilation of Francis Maude, Cabinet Office minister &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/today/hi/today/newsid_9526000/9526631.stm"&gt;on the Today programme on Radio 4 demonstrated&lt;/a&gt;, the government’s position on the pensions issue and the strikes themselves is almost nakedly hypocritical - a cynical, ideological attack on civil service pensions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But instead of capitalizing on this line of engagement Miliband chose misjudged, clumsily executed and unconvincing triangulation. It makes him look weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tony Blair did triangulation so much better back in the 1990s. But it is not the 1990s any more, and the financial crisis has exposed the fundamental flaws in the Thatcherite neo-liberal project. We need to get rid of it, not compromise with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has never been a better moment for a Labour leader to expose the Tory subterfuge on the cuts, to drive home to the electorate just how ideologically motivated they are, on an issue that every voter can understand - pensions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Margaret Thatcher overthrew the post-war social democratic consensus by being bloody minded, brave, and unapologetically clear in her pronouncements. Miliband is not going to overturn the Thatcherite consensus by weaseling about with soundbites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-1644485307706662733?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/1644485307706662733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=1644485307706662733&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/1644485307706662733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/1644485307706662733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/07/stuck-on-repeat.html' title='Stuck on repeat'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/PZtVm8wtyFI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-270341464666777229</id><published>2011-06-30T11:50:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T11:54:05.099+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memoir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><title type='text'>Quote</title><content type='html'>"It was at Balmoral that I learned my first lesson in the male anatomy. My mentor was the King’s younger brother, the Duke of Gloucester, who unfortunately never quite mastered the correct technique of adjusting the kilt when seated."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The Honourable Margaret Rhodes, from her memoir "The Last Curtsey"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-270341464666777229?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/270341464666777229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=270341464666777229&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/270341464666777229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/270341464666777229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/06/quote.html' title='Quote'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-5050569894522768772</id><published>2011-06-17T18:50:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T19:40:21.999+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='architecture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clapham'/><title type='text'>New in Clapham</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT COLOR="#000000"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WrxJr7fZEok/TfuZKVqhCbI/AAAAAAAAB4o/Y6EVW3ph3Kg/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WrxJr7fZEok/TfuZKVqhCbI/AAAAAAAAB4o/Y6EVW3ph3Kg/s400/photo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619253362968037810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new Library Building on Clapham High Street is shooting up and is due for completion in September this year. Very exciting, as we'll have a brand new library and swimming pool here in SW4. The developers get 136 new apartments to flog, to help pay for the public amenities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won't find any information on the website about the new civic facilities, just a &lt;a href="http://www.thenewclapham.com/#new"&gt;rather crass commercial hard sell&lt;/a&gt;. However, the relentless, hysterical grip on its target demographic is rather amusing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Edit: video now removed as too annoying!}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No grannies need apply!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose the target punters will be shocked to find such an archaic insitution as a library in the basement. They may enjoy the swimming pool, however. It will be interesting to see how public and private interact as the building comes to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-51SxWBasTmw/TfuZmKW0DwI/AAAAAAAAB4w/oWedlrJEpng/s1600/build1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-51SxWBasTmw/TfuZmKW0DwI/AAAAAAAAB4w/oWedlrJEpng/s400/build1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619253840968945410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The New" is actually so old - such a watered-down, pale pastiche of Frank Gehry's oeurvre, an architect whose style, so amazing in the 90s, is already slipping into the past. Do we deserve better public buildings? I suppose the rather magnificent Battersea Library extension was also architecturally retrogressive when it was built in the 1920s. It was however proud to be a library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1KKg-yvlYXo/TfuZx7SVUZI/AAAAAAAAB44/NOZFm6AyGn0/s1600/build3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1KKg-yvlYXo/TfuZx7SVUZI/AAAAAAAAB44/NOZFm6AyGn0/s400/build3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619254043082051986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-5050569894522768772?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/5050569894522768772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=5050569894522768772&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/5050569894522768772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/5050569894522768772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-in-clapham.html' title='New in Clapham'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WrxJr7fZEok/TfuZKVqhCbI/AAAAAAAAB4o/Y6EVW3ph3Kg/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-2021688407874864485</id><published>2011-05-17T18:34:00.017+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T23:49:38.040+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Jelly</title><content type='html'>Earlier this year, at the Wedgwood Museum in Barlaston, Staffordshire, I came face-to-face with 18th-century jelly moulds: all in that classic creamy Wedgwood Queensware glaze. Immediate lust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qUJQFkCvWlk/TdGN_5SmQ2I/AAAAAAAAB28/fJdBJbHTsHI/s1600/jelly_wedgwood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qUJQFkCvWlk/TdGN_5SmQ2I/AAAAAAAAB28/fJdBJbHTsHI/s400/jelly_wedgwood.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607419139903079266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the idea of the history of these things - the amazing history of the industrial revolution's earliest manufacturers, as well as the domestic history of the individual objects - who owned them? what did they make? who ate the jellies? How did the moulds survive unbroken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M2WHxYO5clY/TdGRfg6g96I/AAAAAAAAB3E/B7j94AIwINU/s1600/jelly_shop18C.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M2WHxYO5clY/TdGRfg6g96I/AAAAAAAAB3E/B7j94AIwINU/s400/jelly_shop18C.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607422981650315170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Research showed 18th-century moulds were financially out of reach, but Victorian moulds are surprisingly affordable still, especially for wealthy relatives. I put antique Wedgwood jelly moulds on my birthday list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_NJkvWkFnek/TdGSH6NBfJI/AAAAAAAAB3M/6vm1AGC2hdQ/s1600/jelly_shop1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_NJkvWkFnek/TdGSH6NBfJI/AAAAAAAAB3M/6vm1AGC2hdQ/s400/jelly_shop1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607423675633597586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8TFH_Nvec6s/TdGSIIBVIvI/AAAAAAAAB3U/lYron4xGzJI/s1600/jelly_shop_deco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8TFH_Nvec6s/TdGSIIBVIvI/AAAAAAAAB3U/lYron4xGzJI/s400/jelly_shop_deco.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607423679342650098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it came to pass I got one! Yay! I chose a Victorian contra-swirl patterned one. The markings indicate it was made by Wedgwood &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;1880, twenty years before my grandfather was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u8Foy1Yii8U/TdJfQUeFL-I/AAAAAAAAB3s/EfTLZYZ4mYc/s1600/jelly_swirls.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u8Foy1Yii8U/TdJfQUeFL-I/AAAAAAAAB3s/EfTLZYZ4mYc/s400/jelly_swirls.PNG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607649220007112674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zuAozemWEvw/TdJdWNVdN0I/AAAAAAAAB3k/yo8QolkldhM/s1600/jelly_mark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zuAozemWEvw/TdJdWNVdN0I/AAAAAAAAB3k/yo8QolkldhM/s400/jelly_mark.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607647122147850050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather utilitarian and in today's terms under-designed, these stamps have their own modest beauty: the hand that stamped them as mysterious and distant to us as the hands that carved ancient Roman inscriptions - and yet culturally they are just as readable and informative. The man or woman who stamped the marks in the wet clay back in 1880 is long dead, but the object itself could last for thousands of years - pottery can break, but doesn't degrade. Shards date civilisations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, have jelly mould, will make jelly! Can't say I am actually much of a jelly fan, but there does appear to be a culinary revival going on - check out hip London jellymongers &lt;a href="http://www.jellymongers.co.uk/"&gt;Bompass and Parr's website&lt;/a&gt;. Jellies also have a fascinating and &lt;a href="http://www.historicfood.com/Jellies.htm"&gt;distinguished culinary history&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my first attempt I decided to jellify an Innocent mango smoothy. My mould takes exactly a pint of liquid (Victorian planning!) - and according to the gelatin packet instructions I needed 4 sheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O04r9nHUSuk/TdJjqnIXe8I/AAAAAAAAB38/HYV8BeQvFs4/s1600/jelly_mould.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O04r9nHUSuk/TdJjqnIXe8I/AAAAAAAAB38/HYV8BeQvFs4/s400/jelly_mould.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607654069739420610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ljfNHo6F1UI/TdJjqgsTZ8I/AAAAAAAAB30/-wAjeYcobb0/s1600/jelly_ingredients.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ljfNHo6F1UI/TdJjqgsTZ8I/AAAAAAAAB30/-wAjeYcobb0/s400/jelly_ingredients.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607654068011100098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XpHOUgAmU2Q/TdJjrXkV-uI/AAAAAAAAB4E/Kt7rvOrUh28/s1600/jelly_melting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XpHOUgAmU2Q/TdJjrXkV-uI/AAAAAAAAB4E/Kt7rvOrUh28/s400/jelly_melting.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607654082741664482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gelatin sheets are like clear acetate lasagne sheets. You have to soak them in cold water for five minutes, when they become a bit floppy, like plastic with a faint jelly-ish texture. You take them out of the water and squeeze the excess liquid off (I was expecting the sheets to be sticky at this point but they weren't at all).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I heated up the smoothy in a pan (instructions say not to boil). I then added the soaked gelatin sheets and gently stirred until they were fully melted - about another two minutes. I then decanted the hot jelly into the mould.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was warned to wet the mould first, and leave some extra space at the top to allow for gravity to pull the jelly out. Apparently a Victorian cook's trick was to oil the mould with almond oil, and then freeze it quickly before adding the jelly (an option available to only the wealthiest cooks with access to ice, obviously.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kzGHIHJJ5m0/TdJlTSNjM6I/AAAAAAAAB4M/f_aayps5v0s/s1600/jelly_pouring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kzGHIHJJ5m0/TdJlTSNjM6I/AAAAAAAAB4M/f_aayps5v0s/s400/jelly_pouring.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607655868010279842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then let the jelly cool down completely before placing in the fridge to set overnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yaYaDSFtV_M/TdJl39UQdWI/AAAAAAAAB4U/qsDT_5FrFcg/s1600/jelly_inmould.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yaYaDSFtV_M/TdJl39UQdWI/AAAAAAAAB4U/qsDT_5FrFcg/s400/jelly_inmould.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607656498056426850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et voilà! The final result. I dipped my mould in hot water to loosen the jelly, and left it in slightly too long, resulting in melting and mould pattern erosion. Something to remember for next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-raiCQvqGpVA/TdJoDtiMblI/AAAAAAAAB4c/MD5TOyonmDY/s1600/jelly_final.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-raiCQvqGpVA/TdJoDtiMblI/AAAAAAAAB4c/MD5TOyonmDY/s400/jelly_final.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607658899001601618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say, the jelly was vastly superior to packet jellies - the freshness of the fruit smoothy makes a huge difference. Also, there was just enough gelatin to gently set the jelly - it wasn't rubbery at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-2021688407874864485?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/2021688407874864485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=2021688407874864485&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/2021688407874864485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/2021688407874864485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/05/jelly.html' title='Jelly'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qUJQFkCvWlk/TdGN_5SmQ2I/AAAAAAAAB28/fJdBJbHTsHI/s72-c/jelly_wedgwood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-1960954797568110104</id><published>2011-05-16T20:01:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T20:01:00.168+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eurovision2011'/><title type='text'>tweeting eurovision 2011</title><content type='html'>Definitely noticed a change in the twittosphere this year - partly I think inspired by the higher calibre of the entries: there were just no pratfalls. Remarkably, two new twitter communities moved big-time into tweeting Eurovision - the politicos (Ed Balls MP!! Ian Dale! etc) and the fashionistas (Bryanboy, Hilary Alexander). The comedians and writers were out in force too, and all the usual Eurovision fans and obsessives. Terry Wogan is still much missed; Graham Norton was noticeably restrained in his BBC commentary - in fact, playing it quite straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/RealMattLucas/status/69472661704687616"&gt;RealMattLucas&lt;/a&gt;: I can’t decide whether to watch Eurovision or hack off my foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/wesstreeting/status/69477467823419392"&gt;wesstreeting&lt;/a&gt;: Seeing who is tweeting about #eurovision. And judging them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/OwenJones84/status/69480448694296576"&gt;OwenJones84&lt;/a&gt;@wesstreeting  #gaysagainsteurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/OwenJones84/status/69482215213502464"&gt;OwenJones84&lt;/a&gt;: Tough on Eurovision. Tough on the causes of Eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/HarryLangford/status/69478733148454912"&gt;HarryLangford&lt;/a&gt;: Eurovision is the first convincing argument that I have heard for leaving the EU. #Eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/diamondgeezer/status/69491618926952448"&gt;diamondgeezer&lt;/a&gt;: The scariest outcome of Scottish independence would be three minutes of Susan Boyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/FreeSouthLondon/status/69505969259954176"&gt;FreeSouthLondon&lt;/a&gt;: Entering #Eurovision is just one of many perks an independent South London would enjoy, but I’m more interested in our own nuclear deterrent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: rgb(53,255,240);"&gt;Hungary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(53,255,240);"&gt;What About My Dreams / Kati Wolf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9gWBd_niQwQ/TdFb8PaR4RI/AAAAAAAAB0c/fj58BAbj-jI/s1600/Hungary2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9gWBd_niQwQ/TdFb8PaR4RI/AAAAAAAAB0c/fj58BAbj-jI/s400/Hungary2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607364101540012306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/bryanboy/status/69484842705891329"&gt;bryanboy&lt;/a&gt;: WERQ!!!! WHAT ABOUT MY LIFE? WHAT ABOUT MY DREAAAAAAAMMZZZZZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/lowellkm/status/69484858304507904"&gt;lowellkm&lt;/a&gt;: What about dancing? #bbceurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/MatthewWells/status/69484842747822080"&gt;MatthewWells&lt;/a&gt;: Oooh. That’s an impressive ring. #hungary #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/travelling_wolf/status/69524859817951232"&gt;travelling_wolf&lt;/a&gt;: Skinniest girl in Hungary. #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: rgb(53,255,240);"&gt;Ireland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(53,255,240);"&gt;Lipstick / Jedward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sr0A_qIVS5U/TdFcRYCRlXI/AAAAAAAAB0k/Y0cWNRAmteQ/s1600/Jedward.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sr0A_qIVS5U/TdFcRYCRlXI/AAAAAAAAB0k/Y0cWNRAmteQ/s400/Jedward.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607364464632501618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/maggiephilbin/status/69486442027552768"&gt;maggiephilbin&lt;/a&gt;: Oh No still in pub - Jedward on screen but no sound WHAT AM I MISSING #eurovison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/jackwallington/status/69486568825569280"&gt;jackwallington&lt;/a&gt;: I never thought I’d say it, but Jedward just totally aced #Eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/benlocker/status/69486743010820096"&gt;benlocker&lt;/a&gt;: Eurovision. Wouldn’t work on radio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: rgb(53,255,240);"&gt;Sweden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(53,255,240);"&gt;Popular / Eric Saade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AMnS-80yXrY/TdFcha4awhI/AAAAAAAAB0s/fEGqOFFxMnU/s1600/Sweden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AMnS-80yXrY/TdFcha4awhI/AAAAAAAAB0s/fEGqOFFxMnU/s400/Sweden.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607364740274373138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/owenblacker/status/69486562454413312"&gt;owenblacker&lt;/a&gt;: OMG I SO COMPLETELY NEED ERIC SAADE BROUGHT TO ME RIGHT NOW #esc2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/ajscroxton/status/69487115746033664"&gt;ajscroxton&lt;/a&gt;: I’ll take all four. Thanks. #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/MatthewWells/status/69487178912251904"&gt;MatthewWells&lt;/a&gt;: I'm calling it for Sweden #eurovision #winner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: rgb(53,255,240);"&gt;Greece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(53,255,240);"&gt;Watch My Dance / Loucas Yiorkas feat. Stereo Mike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HF-uogiR_HU/TdFdLGkVNQI/AAAAAAAAB00/nhqTDUzd4P8/s1600/greece.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HF-uogiR_HU/TdFdLGkVNQI/AAAAAAAAB00/nhqTDUzd4P8/s400/greece.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607365456375919874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/MacPsych/status/69489455223943169"&gt;MacPsych&lt;/a&gt;: Can we give Greece a musical bailout? #ESC2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: rgb(53,255,240);"&gt;Russia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(53,255,240);"&gt;Get You / Alexej Vorobjov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vXEFuvIXumA/TdFdY003oYI/AAAAAAAAB08/S-K-Fye5gkA/s1600/Russia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vXEFuvIXumA/TdFdY003oYI/AAAAAAAAB08/S-K-Fye5gkA/s400/Russia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607365692131615106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/Scaraboo/status/69490416583589888"&gt;Scaraboo&lt;/a&gt;: A jaunty song about stalking #Eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/jonathancobb/status/69490615154524161"&gt;jonathancobb&lt;/a&gt;: dubious sexual predator pop from Russia #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/nok32uk/status/69490241173598208"&gt;nok32uk&lt;/a&gt;: It was going to be called ‘Ooh Get You’ but that was considered too camp #bbceurovision #esc2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: rgb(53,255,240);"&gt;France&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(53,255,240);"&gt;Sognu / Amaury Vassili&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CV8w5P-SkXc/TdFdkDwYriI/AAAAAAAAB1E/jQn255eEVm0/s1600/France.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CV8w5P-SkXc/TdFdkDwYriI/AAAAAAAAB1E/jQn255eEVm0/s400/France.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607365885117902370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/technicalfault/status/69491338806181888"&gt;technicalfault&lt;/a&gt;: “Comb” is now trending on Twitter in Europe #Eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/rjakesuk/status/69490913424056320"&gt;rjakesuk&lt;/a&gt;: Mr France has far far far too much hair #Eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/Markgatiss/status/69491100905254912"&gt;Markgatiss&lt;/a&gt;: Half-way through turning into a werewolf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/EvilGayTwin/status/69491198238261248"&gt;EvilGayTwin&lt;/a&gt;: France: boring but kinda hot. Are hot Men a requirement for Eurovision? #Eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: rgb(53,255,240);"&gt;Italy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(53,255,240);"&gt;Madness of Love / Raffaele Gualazzi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rpk9ivaw8_o/TdFfXtLks8I/AAAAAAAAB1k/EHGFC1DIMEk/s1600/italy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rpk9ivaw8_o/TdFfXtLks8I/AAAAAAAAB1k/EHGFC1DIMEk/s400/italy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607367871922746306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/EvilGayTwin/status/69492565963051008"&gt;EvilGayTwin&lt;/a&gt;: Italy was different. I take back my comment about hot men. #Eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/jamesmoran/status/69491150293184513"&gt;jamesmoran&lt;/a&gt; RT @jamesjammcmahon: Wogan, if you’re reading this, now is the time to buy a bottle of gin and set up a twitter account #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: rgb(53,255,240);"&gt;United Kingdom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(53,255,240);"&gt;I Can / Blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4ZKLFWVdRfc/TdFd13-YiwI/AAAAAAAAB1M/rsljBgnFGXU/s1600/Blue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4ZKLFWVdRfc/TdFd13-YiwI/AAAAAAAAB1M/rsljBgnFGXU/s400/Blue.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607366191193033474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/jamesup/status/69493936053432320"&gt;jamesup&lt;/a&gt;: I can! I will!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/idiaz/status/69494505509883904"&gt;idiaz&lt;/a&gt;: I can.. I will ... mute this song. #esc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/JWhatX/status/69494104903516160"&gt;JWhatX&lt;/a&gt;: I hope they don’t &lt;a href="http://www.3am.co.uk/blues-antony-costa-gets-papped-urinating-on-a-cashpoint-in-central-london/26048/"&gt;piss this song&lt;/a&gt; against the wall #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/ajmy/status/69494263477571584"&gt;ajmy&lt;/a&gt;: What is with the Grindr pics in the background? #esc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/MatthewWells/status/69494301259866112"&gt;MatthewWells&lt;/a&gt;: Glad to see Blue playing to their strengths #pecs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/Soeno/status/69494893868883969"&gt;Soeno&lt;/a&gt;: Europe has vote for Blue solely on Simon Webb’s muscles alone. Hot hot hot. #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/DavidAllenGreen/status/69494555921223680"&gt;DavidAllenGreen&lt;/a&gt;: Bless, they’ve even got little blue suits on so we can remember their name. #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/HilaryAlexander/status/69494818375610368"&gt;HilaryAlexander&lt;/a&gt;: Loving Blue’s tough tux look at Eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/DrSamuelJohnson/status/69494690277367808"&gt;DrSamuelJohnson&lt;/a&gt;: Oikish Mummers BLUE do perform dress’d for NAPOLEONS’s Retreat from Moscow #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/travelling_wolf/status/69494661466697729"&gt;travelling_wolf&lt;/a&gt;: Blue can’t. #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: rgb(53,255,240);"&gt;Moldova&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(53,255,240);"&gt;So Lucky / Zdob și Zdub&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jkMIWArcm9I/TdFeRCxWT1I/AAAAAAAAB1U/fmpVlQ3CraY/s1600/Moldova1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jkMIWArcm9I/TdFeRCxWT1I/AAAAAAAAB1U/fmpVlQ3CraY/s400/Moldova1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607366657947619154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/pauljchambers/status/69495316063322112"&gt;pauljchambers&lt;/a&gt;: Speechless #eurovision #Moldova&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/lowellkm/status/69495333834592256"&gt;lowellkm&lt;/a&gt;: FINALLY, A REAL #EUROVISION PERFORMANCE. #bbceurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/robin_intheuk/status/69495448141959169"&gt;robin_intheuk&lt;/a&gt;: OMG!! Beastie boys with bizarre pointy hats #eurovision *sniffs wine for possible sabotage*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/SplashMan/status/69495453636505600"&gt;SplashMan&lt;/a&gt;: Madonnas Bra #Eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/thisisdavid/status/69495458413813760"&gt;thisisdavid&lt;/a&gt;: There are NOT enough unicycles in #Eurovision #Moldova&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/interactivemark/status/69495999621636096"&gt;interactivemark&lt;/a&gt;: HOW THE FUCK DO YOU NOT VOTE FOR MOLDOVIA?!?! Fetch me my phone boy... #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6gLpjTYieX0/TdFeRWIkIBI/AAAAAAAAB1c/KsUPbQWmV6s/s1600/Moldova2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6gLpjTYieX0/TdFeRWIkIBI/AAAAAAAAB1c/KsUPbQWmV6s/s400/Moldova2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607366663145267218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: rgb(53,255,240);"&gt;Germany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(53,255,240);"&gt;Taken By A Stranger / Lena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aE46Prlvh_c/TdFftYEgd6I/AAAAAAAAB1s/MuujSLAgP6w/s1600/Germany.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aE46Prlvh_c/TdFftYEgd6I/AAAAAAAAB1s/MuujSLAgP6w/s400/Germany.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607368244213086114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/travelling_wolf/status/69496875467800576"&gt;travelling_wolf&lt;/a&gt;: The feeds to Portugal, Ireland, Greece and Spain replace this song with a video of Angela Merkel talking about bail outs... #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/Charles_HRH/status/69496528397541376"&gt;Charles_HRH&lt;/a&gt; Calm down Harry. That isn’t Pippa. #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/Ewan/status/69496490422304768"&gt;Ewan&lt;/a&gt; RT @willhowells: Seriously, Lena, don’t do a song about it, REPORT IT TO THE POLICE. #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/stebax/status/69496359077687296"&gt;stebax&lt;/a&gt;: Tainted Love without the good bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/DavidAllenGreen/status/69496332544507904"&gt;DavidAllenGreen&lt;/a&gt;: Damn, she has trousers on this year. #Germany #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/thisisdavid/status/69496065430261760"&gt;thisisdavid&lt;/a&gt;: The dancing sperms are fun. #Germany #Eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/JGONeill/status/69477991322886144"&gt;JGONeill&lt;/a&gt;: Oh, that Teutonic humour! *slaps lederhosen*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: rgb(53,255,240);"&gt;Romania&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(53,255,240);"&gt;Change / Hotel FM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yFzKhtOPiHc/TdFgAdhJLRI/AAAAAAAAB10/xXz6MrAWLTo/s1600/Romania.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yFzKhtOPiHc/TdFgAdhJLRI/AAAAAAAAB10/xXz6MrAWLTo/s400/Romania.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607368572092886290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/DavidAllenGreen/status/69497832750587904"&gt;DavidAllenGreen&lt;/a&gt;: This country used to produce vampires. Now crooners. Progress? Hmmm. #Romania #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/NickiePhilbin/status/69497783450742784"&gt;NickiePhilbin&lt;/a&gt;: #tgesc #eurovision Is this the right time to announce I once slept with a Eurovision entry that came last - in every respect :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: rgb(53,255,240);"&gt;Austria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(53,255,240);"&gt;The Secret Is Love / Nadine Beiler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iMYOxwye-WQ/TdFgeEQZpLI/AAAAAAAAB18/FcqN6PMt9VE/s1600/austria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iMYOxwye-WQ/TdFgeEQZpLI/AAAAAAAAB18/FcqN6PMt9VE/s400/austria.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607369080707851442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/PaulBurston/status/69498759704354816"&gt;PaulBurston&lt;/a&gt;: She makes Leonna look edgy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/timlusher/status/69498747532480512"&gt;timlusher&lt;/a&gt;: My boyfriend’s verdict on Austria: “witness protection hair”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/travelling_wolf/status/69498733016002560"&gt;travelling_wolf&lt;/a&gt;: After the original Austrian act was in a tragic sausage accent it is lucky that the hotel receptionist was up for it. #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/acediscovery/status/69501406654119936"&gt;acediscovery&lt;/a&gt;: I live in an austrian household. We’re block voting for austria #tgesc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: rgb(53,255,240);"&gt;Azerbaijan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(53,255,240);"&gt;Running Scared / Ell/Nikki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yizBxkckEck/TdFgsoYOpnI/AAAAAAAAB2E/_1F7r2oh9JU/s1600/Azerbaijan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yizBxkckEck/TdFgsoYOpnI/AAAAAAAAB2E/_1F7r2oh9JU/s400/Azerbaijan2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607369330922530418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/edballsmp/status/69500091534295040"&gt;edballsmp&lt;/a&gt;: The set for Azerbaijan has echoes of ELO ‘Out of the Blue’ live show ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/PaulBurston/status/69500021539737600"&gt;PaulBurston&lt;/a&gt;: I’m reminded of Lulu and Jason Orange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/travelling_wolf/status/69499906167029761"&gt;travelling_wolf&lt;/a&gt;: We should remember when watching this that there is nowhere in Azerbaijan to record music then hear it back. #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/MatthewWells/status/69499630534144000"&gt;MatthewWells&lt;/a&gt;: The Azerbajani boy needs to ditch the tranny in the wedding dress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/thisisdavid/status/69499601757016064"&gt;thisisdavid&lt;/a&gt;: google maps has gone down due to people finding #Azerbaijan #Eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/mrchrisaddison/status/69499504973463552"&gt;mrchrisaddison&lt;/a&gt;: This is like an ad for the First Class Lounge on Virgin Atlantic. #Eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/orbyn/status/69499499164340224"&gt;orbyn&lt;/a&gt;: The lady from Azerbaijan could be a relatively successful Shakira lookalike #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: rgb(53,255,240);"&gt;Slovenia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(53,255,240);"&gt;No One / &amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Maja Keuc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wPIc1hqgCVo/TdFhDR9ubjI/AAAAAAAAB2M/uU-BSlaGBuE/s1600/Slovenia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wPIc1hqgCVo/TdFhDR9ubjI/AAAAAAAAB2M/uU-BSlaGBuE/s400/Slovenia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607369720042778162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/PRDH/status/69500964490575872"&gt;PRDH&lt;/a&gt;: Fuck me! It’s Xena, Warrior Princess!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/JWhatX/status/69500858739597312"&gt;JWhatX&lt;/a&gt;: I’m running out of adjectives ; is Slovenia good? #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/BevaniteEllie/status/69500838602735616"&gt;BevaniteEllie&lt;/a&gt; Destabilising... ! RT @IainDale: @edballsmp OMG. You’re scoring it too? I thought I was alone #moreincommonwithedballsthanithought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/Queen_UK/status/69500820076511232"&gt;Queen_UK&lt;/a&gt; Edward is beside himself. He has that very outfit. #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/Leanne_Cee/status/69500813868941312"&gt;Leanne_Cee&lt;/a&gt; #Eurovision Sorry Slovenia, but I just don’t think leather thigh boots are practical in this heat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/thoroughlygood/status/69500715223089152"&gt;thoroughlygood&lt;/a&gt;: I wouldn’t mind trying on SLOVENIA’s singer’s bodice for myself. You know. For research purposes. #eurovision &lt;a href="http://bit.ly/lOEhA0"&gt;http://bit.ly/lOEhA0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/TheBuddhaSmiled/status/69500698093555712"&gt;TheBuddhaSmiled&lt;/a&gt;: Steel reinforcements needed to hold up those Slovenian tits. #Eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/LeeBinding/status/69500658608386048"&gt;LeeBinding&lt;/a&gt;: The Aguilera cloning program is a SUCESS! #Eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/Ewan/status/69500257511276544"&gt;Ewan&lt;/a&gt;: Slovenia. Let’s just say only 17 women on the planet can wear boots like this. Brassy Shirly Bassy esque Maja Keuc is 1 of them, #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: rgb(53,255,240);"&gt;Iceland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(53,255,240);"&gt;Coming Home / Sjonni's Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0h1-OBoleiM/TdFhU3Y4_8I/AAAAAAAAB2U/OzAlWBmQ9AM/s1600/iceland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0h1-OBoleiM/TdFhU3Y4_8I/AAAAAAAAB2U/OzAlWBmQ9AM/s400/iceland.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607370022146604994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/CllrTim/status/69502377618702336"&gt;CllrTim&lt;/a&gt;: To think they used to arrive in longboats wielding axes, raping, pillaging.. Not sure if this may be worse.. #Eurovision #Iceland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/ajscroxton/status/69502003260297216"&gt;ajscroxton&lt;/a&gt;: Too much comedy brass in Iceland #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/JGONeill/status/69501905486872576"&gt;JGONeill&lt;/a&gt;: hot gay action from the mumford and sons of reykjavik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: rgb(53,255,240);"&gt;Ukraine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(53,255,240);"&gt;Angel / Mika Newton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2jr1PuHAV_w/TdFhgaC5JGI/AAAAAAAAB2c/eM7s93goWg4/s1600/Ukraine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2jr1PuHAV_w/TdFhgaC5JGI/AAAAAAAAB2c/eM7s93goWg4/s400/Ukraine.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607370220428141666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/knitboy/status/69504324186816512"&gt;knitboy&lt;/a&gt;: My shoulders feel so bare after watching Ukraine - needs me some feathers #bbceurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/jamesmoran/status/69504253227581441"&gt;jamesmoran&lt;/a&gt;: RT @jodiekearns: Sand painting is no unicycle. #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/scottm/status/69503829904850945"&gt;scottm&lt;/a&gt;: Get out of the way, dear, and let us see the artwork #Eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/maggiephilbin/status/69503391931449344"&gt;maggiephilbin&lt;/a&gt;: RT @nickjbarlow If aliens landed in the middle of #Eurovision, would we notice? &amp;lt;&amp;lt; only if they sang in tune &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=:http://twitter.com/#!/adventuresofboz/status/69505090725228544"&gt;adventuresofboz&lt;/a&gt;: She is basically warbling in front of a screensaver, isn't she. #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: rgb(53,255,240);"&gt;Serbia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(53,255,240);"&gt;Čaroban / Nina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DpixTHXuLcU/TdFhuvzFmWI/AAAAAAAAB2k/kMAbajguPTg/s1600/Serbia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DpixTHXuLcU/TdFhuvzFmWI/AAAAAAAAB2k/kMAbajguPTg/s400/Serbia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607370466785597794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/maleo/status/69505354601480192"&gt;maleo&lt;/a&gt;: 60s-FABULOUS! They’ve been holding onto those dresses since we sent them over in ‘78 though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/edballsmp/status/69505018394460160"&gt;edballsmp&lt;/a&gt;: Well well @iaindale - Serbia in a late dash for the line - good #Eurovision song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/BevaniteEllie/status/69509778703007744"&gt;BevaniteEllie&lt;/a&gt;: Just laughed out loud! RT @tom_watson: I’ve temporarily unfollowed @edballsmp #Eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/MmeGuillotine/status/69504992708526080"&gt;MmeGuillotine&lt;/a&gt;: Did they even have the 60s in Serbia? #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: rgb(53,255,240);"&gt;Scoring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YtJqwcyCg9s/TdFiIsqyfrI/AAAAAAAAB2s/lWAB9sBaj-Q/s1600/esc_scoreboard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YtJqwcyCg9s/TdFiIsqyfrI/AAAAAAAAB2s/lWAB9sBaj-Q/s400/esc_scoreboard.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607370912622083762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photo by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/hedgiecc/5723202294/in/photostream"&gt;hedgiecc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/DavidAllenGreen/status/69507200367861760"&gt;DavidAllenGreen&lt;/a&gt;: At the very doors of Hell, Beelzebub will undoubtedly say “let’s remind ourselves of the #Eurovision entries again”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/owenblacker/status/69507115236073472"&gt;LeeBinding&lt;/a&gt; I’m horrified to look at my scoresheet and see #Jedward is my favourite. My world is falling off its axis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/owenblacker/status/69507115236073472"&gt;owenblacker&lt;/a&gt;: Hey, finance guy at RTÉ. You hear that cheer for #Jedward in the auditorium there? Hahahahahahahahaha #esc2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/tomroyal/status/69508662594510848"&gt;tomroyal&lt;/a&gt;: Hurrah! Am reliably informed that the one-wheeled drug gnomes were the best. Whoever the hell they were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/indiaknight/status/69507710453952512"&gt;indiaknight&lt;/a&gt;: Lordy. #Moldova&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/orbyn/status/69501390812217344"&gt;orbyn&lt;/a&gt;: I’m going to vote. I’m going to fucking vote. I can vote, I’m an adult, I’ve had vodka. It’s fine #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/jonwillchambers/status/69507889617829889"&gt;jonwillchambers&lt;/a&gt;: Not a clue who’s going to win. Amazing voting coming up #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/MacPsych/status/69515227556876289"&gt;MacPsych&lt;/a&gt;: Denmark on top. Ph’narr... #ESC2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/LeeBinding/status/69516037787361280"&gt;LeeBinding&lt;/a&gt;: Come on Blue! Well, Duncan definitely. #Eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/Queen_UK/status/69517547485151232"&gt;Queen_UK&lt;/a&gt;: 2 points from Iceland. One is not knocking that off your bill. Get fishing. #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/scottm/status/69517745577922560"&gt;scottm&lt;/a&gt;: So Blue are currently 5th, which is where Jade Ewen finished. Expect Duncan to join the Sugababes any day now #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/JGONeill/status/69517975841021953"&gt;JGONeill&lt;/a&gt;@stevyncolgan yes olympics + diamond jubilee + eurovision = George Osborne found hanged in No 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/Syniq/status/69518507259342850"&gt;Syniq&lt;/a&gt;: THEY’RE BANKRUPT! THEY CAN’T AFFORD IT!!!! #eurovision #Jedward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/AngryBritain/status/69518843940306944"&gt;AngryBritain&lt;/a&gt;: I can’t, I won’t, you know, we’ll lose #bbceurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/travelling_wolf/status/69522113383514113"&gt;travelling_wolf&lt;/a&gt;: Let’s hope four points from Greece is enough for Ms Merkel. #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/Simmsey/status/69522668872941568"&gt;Simmsey&lt;/a&gt;: The French. 1 point. Close the tunnel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/ajscroxton/status/69523175138009088"&gt;ajscroxton&lt;/a&gt;: Don’t look so happy, Bosnia. Serbia’s only giving you 12 points because they want you back. #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/bbceurovision/status/69525848591577088"&gt;bbceurovision&lt;/a&gt;: Ireland only gave Denmark 12 points because they have the same hair as Jedward...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/Queen_UK/status/69525904820412416"&gt;Queen_UK&lt;/a&gt;: Your interest rate has just gone up by 200% Ireland. And one’s coming over next week to collect. #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/travelling_wolf/status/69526061842567168"&gt;travelling_wolf&lt;/a&gt;: At the end of this Jedward won’t be allowed to leave Germany for ‘financial reasons’ #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/ajscroxton/status/69526877261402112"&gt;ajscroxton&lt;/a&gt;: I want Italy to get this so bad. Berlusconi to do the halftime show next year! #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: rgb(53,255,240);"&gt;The Winner - Azerbaijan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(53,255,240);"&gt;Running Scared / Ell/Nikki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/charlesfred/5721573267/" title="Running scared to Azerbaijan by CharlesFred, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2023/5721573267_fcb7683084.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="Running scared to Azerbaijan"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;photo by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/charlesfred/"&gt;CharlesFred&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/squawkbox/status/69525776126574592"&gt;squawkbox&lt;/a&gt;: I’m very pleased for Azerbaijan. They have tried so hard since entering a few years ago. #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/manx_maid/status/69528729063399425"&gt;manx_maid&lt;/a&gt; So next year Europe will extend to a mere 1000 miles or so from the Chinese border !! #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/acediscovery/status/69528897267576832"&gt;acediscovery&lt;/a&gt;: The only thing I liked about the azerbaijan song was that the video had cable cars in it #tgesc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/owenblacker/status/69529203590172672"&gt;owenblacker&lt;/a&gt;: Sweet Jesus, put the big glass trophy down, pretty Azeri boy! #esc2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/jackyrabbit/status/69529879821033473"&gt;jackyrabbit&lt;/a&gt;: Ok actually seeing them fight for that trophy while singing made it all better #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4iIXIiOHT20/TdFiZtnfB4I/AAAAAAAAB20/iKOUnTNiWU4/s1600/azerbaijanhold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4iIXIiOHT20/TdFiZtnfB4I/AAAAAAAAB20/iKOUnTNiWU4/s400/azerbaijanhold.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607371204934436738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/ajscroxton/status/69530212785852416"&gt;ajscroxton&lt;/a&gt; Time to continue my annual tradition of listening to Katrina and the Waves at this point #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/FAULTYCAPSLOCK/status/69530871417409536"&gt;FAULTYCAPSLOCK&lt;/a&gt;: The Reptiles fixed Eurovision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All photos © Pieter Van den Berghe (EBU) except where otherwise stated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-1960954797568110104?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/1960954797568110104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=1960954797568110104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/1960954797568110104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/1960954797568110104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/05/tweeting-eurovision-2011.html' title='tweeting eurovision 2011'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9gWBd_niQwQ/TdFb8PaR4RI/AAAAAAAAB0c/fj58BAbj-jI/s72-c/Hungary2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-2180187441229504789</id><published>2011-05-15T16:53:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T17:56:41.702+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eurovision2011'/><title type='text'>Eurovision: The 2011 Final</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT COLOR="#000000"&gt;.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NMOeXqombvU/TdAFhIrVoFI/AAAAAAAAB0U/LUhIP2Ky_1w/s1600/Azerbaijan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NMOeXqombvU/TdAFhIrVoFI/AAAAAAAAB0U/LUhIP2Ky_1w/s400/Azerbaijan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606987602899345490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, most of Europe reached for their atlases last night - where exactly is &lt;strong&gt;Azerbaijan&lt;/strong&gt; again? That’s right, next year Europe will extend to within 1000 miles of China, and only a hop away from Iran!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/Sundip/status/69528610687561728"&gt;Sundip&lt;/a&gt;: More people from within the Europe Union voted for the winning Azerbaijan group than for the President of the EU! #Awkward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from worries over the state of hotels and gay rights in Azerbaijan, the European television companies will no doubt sigh with relief - Azerbaijan is one of the few countries rich enough to stage the competition in the current economic climate, and they are absolutely desperate to do so. Should be mega - expect something to rival Moscow in 2008. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, Azerbaijan deserves big congratulations for their winning song “Running Scared”, sung beautifully by Ell &amp; Nikki, who had such great performance chemistry. It was also highly amusing watching them fight over who got to hold the trophy in close-up while singing their reprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really should have placed a bet, shouldn’t I? - A first or top three for both Azerbaijan and Sweden would have been the ticket. The joker in the pack was Italy - coming up from absolutely nowhere (and against everyone’s expectations for a sophisticated jazz number) to finish second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor &lt;strong&gt;Blue&lt;/strong&gt; finished 11th, and behind &lt;strong&gt;Jedward&lt;/strong&gt; too - so a pretty miserable finish for the UK, albeit vastly better than the ‘nul points’ we are used to from previous years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head is still buzzing, but here are a few initial conclusions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The bookies can get it so wrong! - France was a massive favourite for months during the build-up, only to disappear in the voting. Poor &lt;strong&gt;Amaury Vassili &lt;/strong&gt;must &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;have been devastated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Opera and show tunes do not work. Not for Amaury Vassili, nor for Norway last year, or the disco-fied opera Sweden did the year before that. The UK did best in this genre in recent years with Jade Ewan’s Andrew Lloyd Webber number, which finished 5th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Despite Eurovision having a huge gay signature, Gay Anthems paradoxically don’t work either. Sweden never had success with their past entries in this genre; Iceland got nowhere last year; Malta didn’t even qualify this year; and Hungary - a really storming anthem and another bookies’ favourite to boot - finished well down the header board this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) What does work? - Good-looking cute boys have won very frequently in recent years, but the song has to appeal too. Josh Dubovie was cute, but his song was awful. And Jedward’s talents were flattered by an excellent pop tune and hugely sophisticated production.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Is Eurovision getting boring? A twitter friend expressed regret this year twitter lacked the bright banter of previous years. He suggested it was because there were so many more people tweeting now that the wittiest gems get lost in the electronic blizzard. There may be something in this; I think however it is also the case that the competition is evolving and the Eastern European countries are all now capable of producing respectable attempts - there was a total lack of unintentionally funny acts this year (cf Armenia &amp; Ukraine a few years back). The ‘funny’ acts were all knowingly, calculatedly funny - Moldova just as much as Ireland (both the UK’s highest scoring countries).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tweets, yes, I have to say there were fewer that caught my eye, so I don’t know if I will continue my tradition of tweet digests next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Where to now for the UK? The poor BBC must be at its wits end. Maybe do an Italy and take a break for decade or two?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-2180187441229504789?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/2180187441229504789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=2180187441229504789&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/2180187441229504789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/2180187441229504789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/05/eurovision-2011-final.html' title='Eurovision: The 2011 Final'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NMOeXqombvU/TdAFhIrVoFI/AAAAAAAAB0U/LUhIP2Ky_1w/s72-c/Azerbaijan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-3603868743707832973</id><published>2011-05-14T11:11:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T11:11:00.243+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eurovision2011'/><title type='text'>Eurovision 2011: My Favourites and Picks</title><content type='html'>The running order for tonight:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1. Finland &lt;br /&gt; 2. Bosnia &amp; Herzegovina &lt;br /&gt; 3. Denmark &lt;br /&gt; 4. Lithuania&lt;br /&gt;  5. Hungary &lt;br /&gt; 6. Ireland &lt;br /&gt; 7. Sweden &lt;br /&gt; 8. Estonia &lt;br /&gt; 9. Greece&lt;br /&gt; 10. Russia&lt;br /&gt; 11. France&lt;br /&gt; 12. Italy &lt;br /&gt;13. Switzerland&lt;br /&gt; 14. United Kingdom &lt;br /&gt;15. Moldova  &lt;br /&gt;16. Germany &lt;br /&gt;17. Romania &lt;br /&gt;18. Austria&lt;br /&gt; 19. Azerbaijan&lt;br /&gt; 20. Slovenia &lt;br /&gt;21. Iceland &lt;br /&gt;22. Spain &lt;br /&gt;23. Ukraine&lt;br /&gt; 24. Serbia &lt;br /&gt;25. Georgia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be waving the flag for &lt;strong&gt;Blue&lt;/strong&gt; tonight, but they do have stiff competition and this is Eurovision, so anything could happen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="390" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mRU31ieUhJM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blue&lt;/strong&gt; is the first UK entry for very many years that I wholeheartedly feel has a chance. The band has also been working the build up in very professional manner. Win or lose I hope they do well out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="390" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/iEX0WSq2jh4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My big worry is &lt;strong&gt;Eric Saade&lt;/strong&gt; from Sweden. A part of me really hates this, as Sweden had a much more adventurous and better song last year: they’ve just been utterly cynical this year, giving the punters a bit of what they want! Eric is handsome and engaging and will no doubt win over many many fans. Another Aleksander Ryback?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="390" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Wy_oB_FYd7s" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite song of the whole competition is &lt;em&gt;What About My Dreams&lt;/em&gt;, sung by &lt;strong&gt;Kati Wolf&lt;/strong&gt; for Hungary. Unfortunately, Kati’s performance on thursday was somewhere below her best, and unless she can rise to the occasion tonight I doubt she will win. I’ll be thrilled if she does, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="390" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/75ux9AvDPfI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jedward&lt;/strong&gt; are amazing! It will be a laugh if they win with &lt;em&gt;Lipstick&lt;/em&gt; for Ireland, and much of Europe may feel the same on the night. This strategy certainly worked for Lordy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="390" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rpiXxV3y8H0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alexei Vorobiov&lt;/strong&gt; from Russia was also an early favourite of mine with &lt;em&gt;Get You (&lt;/em&gt;his song about Gypsy grabbing), but the buzz seems to be fading away around his act. Can Russia do it again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="390" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/uEb7hRo-Qyk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big five are really mounting a strong fight back: &lt;strong&gt;Amaury Vassili&lt;/strong&gt; from France has got an amazing tenor voice matched with amazing looks and seems to have taken Europe by storm. He’s been the bookies’ top favourite from the beginning and could easily storm away with the prize with &lt;em&gt;Sognu&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="390" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/eG2uNbNRkAw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azerbaijan’s &lt;strong&gt;Ell &amp; Nikki&lt;/strong&gt; impressed strongly with their live performance of &lt;em&gt;Running Scared&lt;/em&gt; on Thursday. Azerbaijan always seem to be bookies’ favourites and this could be their lucky year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="390" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/44ydDZlsruk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A special mention for &lt;strong&gt;Lena&lt;/strong&gt; with &lt;em&gt;Taken by a Stranger&lt;/em&gt; - I don’t think Germany expect to win twice running with the same artist (and I would be hugely surprised) but this is a lovely, haunting song and the video is gorgeous - huge plaudits to Lena and Germany.&lt;br /&gt;Well, Good Luck UK’s Blue! Only a short wait until we find out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-3603868743707832973?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/3603868743707832973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=3603868743707832973&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/3603868743707832973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/3603868743707832973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/05/eurovision-2011-my-favourites-and-picks.html' title='Eurovision 2011: My Favourites and Picks'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/mRU31ieUhJM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-9213130204644929764</id><published>2011-05-13T01:05:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T22:32:47.439+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eurovision2011'/><title type='text'>Eurovision 2011 Semi-Final #2</title><content type='html'>So, last night was the second Eurovision semi-final in Dusseldorf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/squawkbox/status/68749302322839553"&gt;squawkbox&lt;/a&gt;: *dashes back to flat for #eurovision semi final 2*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/squawkbox/status/68752599859462145"&gt;squawkbox&lt;/a&gt;: Fanfare! Eurovision semi final 2 has started #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/HotLabour/status/68759255330734081"&gt;HotLabour&lt;/a&gt;: If France wins, I'm switching back to freedom fries. #Eurovision #ESC11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/JayRow/status/68754261051318272"&gt;JayRow&lt;/a&gt;: Oh Christ, 30 seconds in and I think the Irony App on my iPhone just crashed.... #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/nickminers/status/68770486108168192"&gt;nickminers&lt;/a&gt;: Dammit you’re all watching #eurovision instead of looking at my lovely photos &lt;a href="http://bit.ly/lqmBVu"&gt;http://bit.ly/lqmBVu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/mrchockabloke/status/68759433412489216"&gt;mrchockabloke&lt;/a&gt;: I've watched the Eurovision semi-finals. Prefer to save myself for the full horror that is the final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ten lucky countries going through to the grand final tomorrow are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bosnia &amp; Herzegovina&lt;br /&gt; Denmark&lt;br /&gt; Ireland &lt;br /&gt;Sweden&lt;br /&gt; Estonia &lt;br /&gt;Moldova&lt;br /&gt; Romania&lt;br /&gt; Austria&lt;br /&gt; Slovenia &lt;br /&gt;Ukraine &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I’ve compiled a taster of tweets from the evening. One of my favourite tweeters, thoroughlygood, was strangely absent from my twitter stream. I discovered later this was because he was actually in Dusseldorf Stadium! He provided a great audioboo which captures the highly-charged stadium atmosphere:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object data="http://boos.audioboo.fm/swf/fullsize_player.swf" height="129" id="boo_embed_355435" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://boos.audioboo.fm/swf/fullsize_player.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="lt" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgColor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="window" /&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="mp3Author=thoroughlygood&amp;amp;mp3=http%3A%2F%2Faudioboo.fm%2Fboos%2F355435-semi-final-2-song-by-song.mp3%3Fsource%3Dembed&amp;amp;mp3Title=Semi+Final+2+Song+by+Song+&amp;amp;rootID=boo_embed_355435&amp;amp;mp3LinkURL=http%3A%2F%2Faudioboo.fm%2Fboos%2F355435-semi-final-2-song-by-song&amp;amp;mp3Time=08.25pm+12+May+2011" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://audioboo.fm/boos/355435-semi-final-2-song-by-song.mp3?source=embed"&gt;Listen!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The evening was the story of two sets of twins. Unfortunately, Eurovision couldn’t ultimately handle both pairs and the lovely Twiins from Slovakia had to leave the competition. Jedward from Ireland, however, stormed through to the finals with one of their best performances ever. Both pairs inspired huge numbers of tweets from their admirers and detractors, and Jedward’s haircuts proved strangely trend-setting amongst the contestants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/edwardclarke/status/68757315272196096"&gt;edwardclarke&lt;/a&gt;: Belgium is very distinctive. That's a plus #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/handbagpets/status/68757678406639616"&gt;handbagpets&lt;/a&gt;: @edwardclarke that is possibly...the only plus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L84_QcRnqyM/Tc2gQyzIwlI/AAAAAAAABz8/8lC-6dQnYVg/s1600/twiins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L84_QcRnqyM/Tc2gQyzIwlI/AAAAAAAABz8/8lC-6dQnYVg/s400/twiins.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606313321520742994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/edwardclarke/status/68757936381505536"&gt;edwardclarke&lt;/a&gt;: ooh gorgeous legs, Slovakia #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/nok32uk/status/68758392298156033"&gt;nok32uk&lt;/a&gt;: Two mini-Geri Halliwells dipped in gold #eurovision #esc2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/ScotDale/status/68758042170228736"&gt;ScotDale&lt;/a&gt;: The Slovakian Twins really are identical! #Eurovision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/feggie/status/68758036839268352"&gt;feggie&lt;/a&gt;: Go Twiins. The slovakian Jedward but more fuckable. Audience like them, me too. #Eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/vikkiharris1976/status/68758036830883840"&gt;vikkiharris1976&lt;/a&gt;: #EuroVision (Slovakia) Ha Ha! Not trying to sell sex at all! Certainly aint there for their vocal talents! #BitchyMe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/Zipacna_42/status/68758040320552960"&gt;Zipacna_42&lt;/a&gt;: OOh! it's the other twins! The attractive #Slovak ones! #Eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gr613GKWfoE/Tc2gQXVY4-I/AAAAAAAABzs/3hTxf_llpvE/s1600/Moldova.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gr613GKWfoE/Tc2gQXVY4-I/AAAAAAAABzs/3hTxf_llpvE/s400/Moldova.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606313314148213730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/korearian/status/68760318016356352"&gt;korearian&lt;/a&gt;: MOLDOVA HAVE GNOME HATS. EVERY OTHER ENTRANT IS IRRELEVANT. #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/CornishCalzone/status/68760593858953217"&gt;CornishCalzone&lt;/a&gt;: Moldova = the motherfucking best #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/scattermoon/status/68760594253217792"&gt;scattermoon&lt;/a&gt;: Moldova: it's like the Smurfs on acid #eurovision (and it's awesome!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rlfgZEm54h8/Tc2gQlv1KWI/AAAAAAAABz0/mzszDln6gUE/s1600/Sweden_Eric_Saade_Popular.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rlfgZEm54h8/Tc2gQlv1KWI/AAAAAAAABz0/mzszDln6gUE/s400/Sweden_Eric_Saade_Popular.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606313318017214818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/squawkbox/status/68761843149185024"&gt;squawkbox&lt;/a&gt;: POPULAR #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/HotLabour/status/68761301651955713"&gt;HotLabour&lt;/a&gt;: Saade on my face and tell me that you love me. #Eurovision #ESC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/owenblacker/status/68761477342957568"&gt;owenblacker&lt;/a&gt;: I'll have two, thanks, delivered to my room. Don't bother gift-wrapping #Sweden #esc2011 #bbceurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/owenblacker/status/68761942189289472"&gt;owenblacker&lt;/a&gt;: I think, performing in front of most of the gay men of the Western world on Saturday, you will indeed be popular #esc2011 #bbceurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/robitito/status/68761948715622400"&gt;robitito&lt;/a&gt;: By far the best so far. #Sweden #eurovision And they've got a key change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/owenblacker/status/68762501868830720"&gt;owenblacker&lt;/a&gt;: O HAI! #Cyprus #esc2011 #bbceurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/Soeno/status/68762893121880064"&gt;Soeno&lt;/a&gt;: I'll have the one in the rear! So to speak #Cyprus #bbceurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HAkwJf6Zypc/Tc2iU2U5alI/AAAAAAAAB0E/DWU-wpJJr7o/s1600/Slovenia_Eurovision_2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HAkwJf6Zypc/Tc2iU2U5alI/AAAAAAAAB0E/DWU-wpJJr7o/s400/Slovenia_Eurovision_2011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606315590210382418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/ms_cornwall/status/68766736018718720"&gt;ms_cornwall&lt;/a&gt;: OMG the outfit is a killer #ESC #Slovenia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/PRDH/status/68766781245886464"&gt;PRDH&lt;/a&gt;: This woman is the spiritual successor to the slutty Roman soldiers that the Ukraine had last year. #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/gooneruk/status/68766862762180608"&gt;gooneruk&lt;/a&gt;: Good BOOTS from Slovenia #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/owenblacker/status/68766957079494657"&gt;owenblacker&lt;/a&gt;: Instant favourite RT @lordofmisrule: It's alright, I know how defeat her. Does anyone have any stairs? #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/grwndi/status/68772297804218368"&gt;grwndi&lt;/a&gt;: Oh how clever! They've kept all the Stupid Hairstyle Acts until the end. #bbceurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F_LMPHuMM4c/Tc2iUyTkocI/AAAAAAAAB0M/5N1u-tlJS48/s1600/Jedward_photo__.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F_LMPHuMM4c/Tc2iUyTkocI/AAAAAAAAB0M/5N1u-tlJS48/s400/Jedward_photo__.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606315589131084226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/SequinedShoes/status/68772320843530241"&gt;SequinedShoes&lt;/a&gt;: i want #jedward hair. badly. #bbceurovision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/Dr_PaulC/status/68772326119972865"&gt;Dr_PaulC&lt;/a&gt;: Lead singer of Demark looks like a rather fit version of Jedward grr! #bbceurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/prlivesey/status/68772328103870464"&gt;prlivesey&lt;/a&gt;: Jedward should sue for haircut copyright violations. #bbceurovision #denmark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/ScoobyDoofus/status/68773184278757376"&gt;ScoobyDoofus&lt;/a&gt;: Considering they're twins, Jedward are REALLY out of sync with each other! #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/LandersIE/status/68773194085044225"&gt;LandersIE&lt;/a&gt; Hunter: So after months of rehearsal #Jedward are STILL out of time and tune. #Eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/fechtech/status/68773458229739521"&gt;fechtech&lt;/a&gt;: FANTASTIC performace JEDWARD! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! #bbceurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/Daniel_Penfold/status/68773835012452352"&gt;Daniel_Penfold&lt;/a&gt;: It's a real talent to not be in time with the beat, your twin or yourself #jedward #bbceurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/memyselfandjohn/status/68782373705220096"&gt;memyselfandjohn&lt;/a&gt;: #bbceurovision proof Europe has no musical taste, as the wrong twiins go through!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/johnmanthorpe/status/68782745563840512"&gt;johnmanthorpe&lt;/a&gt;: I don't know what to do now it's over? Puff. Wrestle a giraffe? #bbceurovision #eurovision&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-9213130204644929764?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/9213130204644929764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=9213130204644929764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/9213130204644929764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/9213130204644929764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/05/eurovision-2011-semi-final-2.html' title='Eurovision 2011 Semi-Final #2'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L84_QcRnqyM/Tc2gQyzIwlI/AAAAAAAABz8/8lC-6dQnYVg/s72-c/twiins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-1436455598042503252</id><published>2011-05-12T18:43:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T22:12:01.217+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='London'/><title type='text'>Ai Weiwei - Circle of Animals/Zodiac Heads</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT COLOR="#000000"&gt;.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vu87WfBuu3I/Tcwk9eMw_1I/AAAAAAAABy8/zvgG0Tzy5ns/s1600/IMG_2706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vu87WfBuu3I/Tcwk9eMw_1I/AAAAAAAABy8/zvgG0Tzy5ns/s400/IMG_2706.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605896274666651474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai Weiwei's magnificent ceramic sunflower seed installation at &lt;a href="http://www.tate.org.uk/modern/exhibitions/unileverseries2010/"&gt;Tate Modern&lt;/a&gt; has just ended, and today his first monumental bronze outdoor installation, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Circle of Animals/Zodiac Heads&lt;/span&gt; opens to the public in the courtyard of &lt;a href="http://www.somersethouse.org.uk/visual-arts/ai-weiwei-circle-of-animals-zodiac-heads"&gt;Somerset House&lt;/a&gt;, having just been to New York and Sao Paolo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r2xDty5pg9U/Tcwk8qDwSCI/AAAAAAAAByk/4bb06uxeoEk/s1600/IMG_2696.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r2xDty5pg9U/Tcwk8qDwSCI/AAAAAAAAByk/4bb06uxeoEk/s400/IMG_2696.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605896260670212130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V51V2gYN2VY/Tcwk8QoZgPI/AAAAAAAAByc/5I0Vhu3_RlA/s1600/IMG_2695.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V51V2gYN2VY/Tcwk8QoZgPI/AAAAAAAAByc/5I0Vhu3_RlA/s400/IMG_2695.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605896253844586738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Designed in the 18th century by two European Jesuits serving in the court of the Qing dynasty Emperor Qianlong, the twelve zodiac animal heads originally functioned as a water clock-fountain, which was sited in the magnificent European-style gardens of the Yuanming Yuan. In 1860, the Yuanming Yuan was ransacked by French and British troops, and the heads were pillaged. In re-interpreting these objects on an oversized scale, &lt;a href="http://www.zodiacheads.com/?page_id=17"&gt;Ai Weiwei focuses attention on questions of looting and repatriation, while extending his ongoing exploration of the “fake” and the copy in relation to the original.&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NFzvG-RAfr8/TcwlX_oqKWI/AAAAAAAABzM/N1e84JM7xDw/s1600/IMG_2709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NFzvG-RAfr8/TcwlX_oqKWI/AAAAAAAABzM/N1e84JM7xDw/s400/IMG_2709.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605896730318612834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The installation is a real triumph - very imposing physically, and richly layered conceptually - a wonderful icon of the way cultural exchanges happen through the centuries. It can only add to this most prominent contemporary Chinese artist's global reputation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b9omj2Q43AA/TcwlYm2qY0I/AAAAAAAABzk/6wPGFK3-JeQ/s1600/IMG_2723.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b9omj2Q43AA/TcwlYm2qY0I/AAAAAAAABzk/6wPGFK3-JeQ/s400/IMG_2723.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605896740846330690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tsbq_Yj3hE0/Tcwk9eMGD0I/AAAAAAAABy0/JJ9Kfw18fKQ/s1600/IMG_2703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tsbq_Yj3hE0/Tcwk9eMGD0I/AAAAAAAABy0/JJ9Kfw18fKQ/s400/IMG_2703.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605896274663837506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it is absolutely extraordinary that at this exact moment the Chinese authorities have chosen to 'disappear' the artist - he hasn't been seen or heard of since the 3rd of April when he was arrested while boarding a flight to Hong Kong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gwyn Miles, Director of Somerset House Trust, has issued this statement:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Like everyone who admires and respects the work of Ai Weiwei we are dismayed and aggrieved by the news that he has been detained by Chinese authorities. We deplore the actions taken against Ai Weiwei and his friends and colleagues, and indeed any curtailment of individual’s human rights. We are very concerned about their safety and wellbeing and ask for information on their whereabouts to be released and them not to be detained without a fair trial."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ai Weiwei has chosen and approved the installation set up for Circle of Animals at Somerset House and the works have already been shipped to the UK. The sculptures will be installed as planned and Circle of Animals will open to the public on 12 May. We believe that more than ever, his work should be seen and appreciated by as many people as possible."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XOeprskc8Ug/TcwlXlbdzEI/AAAAAAAABzE/p3DWBkGxNCs/s1600/IMG_2707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XOeprskc8Ug/TcwlXlbdzEI/AAAAAAAABzE/p3DWBkGxNCs/s400/IMG_2707.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605896723283954754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yaf7EDGRHP4/Tcwk9J9GILI/AAAAAAAABys/EartzEhdoBg/s1600/IMG_2701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yaf7EDGRHP4/Tcwk9J9GILI/AAAAAAAABys/EartzEhdoBg/s400/IMG_2701.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605896269232218290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anish Kapoor, one of our leading sculptors, &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/artanddesign/2011/may/10/anish-kapoor-ai-weiwei-protest"&gt;has issued a call to action&lt;/a&gt; by artists and the world's cultural organizations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"As a colleague – I don't know him personally – I feel that as artists we have a communal voice and it's important that we stick together, that we have a sense of solidarity with each other," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It would be nice to see the art world come together a little more. Perhaps all museums and galleries should be closed for a day across the world. I think some such campaign needs to form itself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kapoor said the Chinese state's behaviour was reminiscent of the Soviet era, when "the voice of artists of different kinds was seen as being dangerous".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He added: "It does bear witness to the barbarity of governments that if they're that paranoid they have to put away artists. It's a ridiculous situation."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The situation is very distressing. China should view this artist as a tremendous asset to its image and growing cultural reach in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do recommend popping along to the exhibition at Somerset House. I particularly enjoyed they way they have chosen to exhibit the scultures next to fountains, as an echo of how the originals were designed to be viewed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E3PFclRLKrg/TcwlYa0GyYI/AAAAAAAABzc/eiyo9TgM0xM/s1600/IMG_2719.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E3PFclRLKrg/TcwlYa0GyYI/AAAAAAAABzc/eiyo9TgM0xM/s400/IMG_2719.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605896737614383490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wYUQMb8i8O4/TcwlYOgTLOI/AAAAAAAABzU/4_fIeXObJJY/s1600/IMG_2715.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wYUQMb8i8O4/TcwlYOgTLOI/AAAAAAAABzU/4_fIeXObJJY/s400/IMG_2715.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605896734310083810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-1436455598042503252?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/1436455598042503252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=1436455598042503252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/1436455598042503252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/1436455598042503252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/05/ai-weiwei-circle-of-animalszodiac-heads.html' title='Ai Weiwei - Circle of Animals/Zodiac Heads'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vu87WfBuu3I/Tcwk9eMw_1I/AAAAAAAABy8/zvgG0Tzy5ns/s72-c/IMG_2706.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-345578996750597860</id><published>2011-05-10T23:46:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T09:50:29.701+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eurovision2011'/><title type='text'>Eurovision 2011 Semi-Final #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT COLOR="#000000"&gt;.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OPAJG6LTLwc/TcnBpkGt5sI/AAAAAAAAByU/vwZrl_ydZS0/s1600/AD4_8288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OPAJG6LTLwc/TcnBpkGt5sI/AAAAAAAAByU/vwZrl_ydZS0/s400/AD4_8288.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605224131049940674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;photo © Alain Douit (EBU)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the competition has begun! Tonight saw ten countries proceed to the finals, and the hopes and dreams of another nine dashed. Amongst them was the wonderful Stella Mwangi of Norway with &lt;em&gt;Haba Haba &lt;/em&gt;- such a pity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite, a rather nervous Kati Wolf for Hungary with &lt;em&gt;What About My Dreams&lt;/em&gt; wasn’t up to her peak vocally but looked amazing in an asymmetrical turquoise mini, and more importantly got through. Alexey Vorobiof from Russia also made the cut. My guilty pleasure Turkey dropped, as did Armenia (a stunning effort). This means the large diaspora vote for both countries will not affect the final unduly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azerbaijan as ever had a very popular number. It grew on me in performance - this might actually be a contender. Unless Kati finds her voice sadly I doubt she can win, as storming a tune as &lt;em&gt;What About My Dreams&lt;/em&gt; is. And of course the UK holds thumbs for our brave boys &lt;strong&gt;Blue&lt;/strong&gt; with &lt;em&gt;I Can&lt;/em&gt; (as one of the big five we are automatically in the final)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the winners are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Serbia&lt;br /&gt;    Lithuania&lt;br /&gt;    Greece&lt;br /&gt;    Azerbaijan&lt;br /&gt;    Georgia&lt;br /&gt;    Switzerland&lt;br /&gt;    Hungary&lt;br /&gt;    Finland&lt;br /&gt;    Russia&lt;br /&gt;    Iceland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These tweets caught my eye:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/Ewan/status/68029993694937088"&gt;Ewan&lt;/a&gt; Tonight's Eurovision drinking game is simple (as always). Drink on a pyrotechnic effect (warning, Azerbaijan might kill you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/Con_Dem_Nation/status/68047307932835840"&gt;Con_Dem_Nation&lt;/a&gt; why are people watching eurovision when they don't have to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/MrLondonStreet/status/68039799570833408"&gt;MrLondonStreet&lt;/a&gt; Surely it's crazy that you can vote in #eurovision before you've heard all the songs? Anyone would think people choose on nationality alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/HotLabour/status/68030042378207233"&gt;HotLabour&lt;/a&gt; It's no single ladies is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/squawkbox/status/68032137303048192"&gt;squawkbox&lt;/a&gt; No number of flames will help her! *drinks Irn Bru* #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/MrLondonStreet/status/68033668035248128"&gt;MrLondonStreet&lt;/a&gt; This Armenian entry is quite spellbindingly dreadful. Exactly what Eurovision should be about. #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/Daaniellle/status/68033979449737217"&gt;Daaniellle&lt;/a&gt; Turkey, ever heard of a band called The Darkness? #eurovison #turkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/miketd/status/68035842685411329"&gt;miketd&lt;/a&gt; Would I enjoy Eurovision more if I got very very drunk, very very quickly? Desperate times call for desperate measures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/taylorjauk/status/68042380191862784"&gt;taylorjauk&lt;/a&gt; #Eurovison San Marino is this a real country???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/KathrineHoegh/status/68042533892128769"&gt;KathrineHoegh&lt;/a&gt; #eurovision semifinals. The only think worse than the #eurovison finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/bryanboy/status/68043619730325504"&gt;bryanboy&lt;/a&gt; BF on Croatia: "I'm suffering!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/thoroughlygood/status/68045759110594560"&gt;thoroughlygood&lt;/a&gt; Look. At the size. Of. That. Rock. #Eurovision #esc2011 #Hungary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/nickminers/status/68046000811548672"&gt;nickminers&lt;/a&gt; Uh oh. There's a program on the telly that I don't like but loads of people are Tweeting about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/benlocker/status/68047009252253697"&gt;benlocker&lt;/a&gt; Portugal has gone mad. #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/MrLondonStreet/status/68040271887216640"&gt;MrLondonStreet&lt;/a&gt;  Oh dear, Finland. James Blunt meets Zak Goldsmith (and it's even more horrendous than that description suggests). #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/Con_Dem_Nation/status/68047307932835840"&gt;Con_Dem_Nation&lt;/a&gt; Does anyone know how much is spent on Eurovision and what the financial benefit of it is? There's a saving right there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/thoroughlygood/status/68049312650764288"&gt;thoroughlygood&lt;/a&gt; Somebody's welding. #Azerbaijan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/MrDuncanJames/status/68049600661045249"&gt;MrDuncanJames&lt;/a&gt; So far loving hungry and Azerbaijan and they both got the biggest cheers here in dusseldorf stadium!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/stebax/status/68049658722779138"&gt;stebax&lt;/a&gt; Shit. Missing some stellar badness from Portugal in Eurovision! I'm hearing great things about them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/Celiaka/status/68050895975358465"&gt;Celiaka&lt;/a&gt;  What's up with all the dresses this evening? They only have one sleeve. Austerity measures? #eurovison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/squawkbox/status/68051102666457089"&gt;squawkbox&lt;/a&gt; I'm in love with CHEW #armenia #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/Bluesilvahalo/status/68056821620936704"&gt;Bluesilvahalo&lt;/a&gt; YAY! #Azerbaijan is trending! I know a good crap eurovision song when I hear it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/Microphonunlock/status/68079615859625984"&gt;Microphonunlock&lt;/a&gt;  Norway goodbye ... Europe sucks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/redexile/status/68058469026103296"&gt;redexile&lt;/a&gt; These are the *top* ten finalists? #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/tiza_/status/68060500541448192"&gt;tiza_&lt;/a&gt;  GO BLUE!!! #eurovison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twitter exploded with hard-core Eurovision tweeting. However, there was some stiff competition, as this tweet attests:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/Jason_Cobb/status/68055754397069312"&gt;Jason_Cobb&lt;/a&gt; #apprentice reminds me that capitalism isn't working, Comrades.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-345578996750597860?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/345578996750597860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=345578996750597860&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/345578996750597860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/345578996750597860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/05/eurovision-2011-semi-final-1.html' title='Eurovision 2011 Semi-Final #1'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OPAJG6LTLwc/TcnBpkGt5sI/AAAAAAAAByU/vwZrl_ydZS0/s72-c/AD4_8288.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-2821313223045768665</id><published>2011-05-10T19:31:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T20:34:22.581+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='London'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Qype: Spuntino in London</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT COLOR="#000000"&gt;.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lHGR05fWt6Y/TcmQncVbOYI/AAAAAAAAByM/f1w2NrDsQ1k/s1600/Spuntino1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lHGR05fWt6Y/TcmQncVbOYI/AAAAAAAAByM/f1w2NrDsQ1k/s400/Spuntino1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605170218534648194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.qype.co.uk/uki11-london-west-end-soho'&gt;London&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href='http://www.qype.co.uk/uki11-london-west-end-soho/categories/883-eating-and-drinking-in-soho'&gt;Eating &amp;amp; Drinking&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href='http://www.qype.co.uk/uki11-london-west-end-soho/categories/1-restaurants'&gt;Restaurants&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IUBxrkoGPAc/TcmQnaL8ohI/AAAAAAAAByE/VV5MxqMmZ2I/s1600/Spuntino2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IUBxrkoGPAc/TcmQnaL8ohI/AAAAAAAAByE/VV5MxqMmZ2I/s400/Spuntino2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605170217958023698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spuntino has a slightly sinister and forbidding exterior (and is so discreet one might have trouble finding it) - and is right in the middle of one of Soho's most seedy streets. One enters from the street straight into a tiny room - originally a Victorian fishmonger, with high, pressed ceilings and tiles wall to ceiling throughout. They have inserted a central polished steel bar and 25 diners sit on fixed stools around this. No reservations, and no telephone even! - one just turns up and queues (or is lucky like we were and gets seats straight away).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The decor leaves the rather damaged interior virtually intact as it was excavated from subsequent redecorations, but there are your typical American caged naked light bulbs and design touches. It all feels very East Village or SoHo NYC, with the food (and staff) to match. The actually very charming, friendly and efficient staff all had the most amazing tattoos on display. They do "tasting plates" - the idea to is order a few and share. They gave us chili popcorn when we sat down, and we ordered aubergine chips with a fennel yoghurt dressing as a starter. For our main sharing dishes we had macaroni cheese (a superb version, zinging with mozzarella, fontina and parmesan, mustard and leeks and a crispy breadcrumb topping), grilled chicory and speck and spicy Italian sausage and lentils. Stunning, and came to just over £10 per head (we had soft drinks; not alcohol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o2bslOKlAtA/TcmPWTe0AfI/AAAAAAAABxs/6XdYXA8GuFE/s1600/Spuntino5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o2bslOKlAtA/TcmPWTe0AfI/AAAAAAAABxs/6XdYXA8GuFE/s400/Spuntino5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605168824588698098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4wwTv8CrjlE/TcmPWB5GraI/AAAAAAAABxk/EPrv12A0MI0/s1600/Spuntino6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4wwTv8CrjlE/TcmPWB5GraI/AAAAAAAABxk/EPrv12A0MI0/s400/Spuntino6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605168819867135394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XXtLS-VV-60/TcmPWJVCz8I/AAAAAAAABxc/IUf-i9VFogU/s1600/Spuntino7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XXtLS-VV-60/TcmPWJVCz8I/AAAAAAAABxc/IUf-i9VFogU/s400/Spuntino7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605168821863370690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a lovely chilled, dare I say romantic vibe in the restaurant for our late weekday lunch. However, I can imagine at peak times this place would be jumping. It’s definitely worth frequent visits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UnChknHo12U/TcmQnEfIGcI/AAAAAAAABx8/k3hIlKbOL1I/s1600/Spuntino3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UnChknHo12U/TcmQnEfIGcI/AAAAAAAABx8/k3hIlKbOL1I/s400/Spuntino3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605170212132886978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_YDRZ2FoXc/TcmPVw21c6I/AAAAAAAABxU/j9qK2IEPQL8/s1600/Spuntino8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_YDRZ2FoXc/TcmPVw21c6I/AAAAAAAABxU/j9qK2IEPQL8/s400/Spuntino8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605168815294215074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out my review of &lt;a href='http://www.qype.co.uk/place/1830329-Spuntino-London'&gt;Spuntino&lt;/a&gt; - I am &lt;a href='http://www.qype.co.uk/people/hedgiecc'&gt;hedgiecc&lt;/a&gt; - on &lt;a href='http://www.qype.co.uk/'&gt;Qype&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-2821313223045768665?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/2821313223045768665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=2821313223045768665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/2821313223045768665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/2821313223045768665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/05/qype-spuntino-in-london.html' title='Qype: Spuntino in London'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lHGR05fWt6Y/TcmQncVbOYI/AAAAAAAAByM/f1w2NrDsQ1k/s72-c/Spuntino1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-4393405714782590698</id><published>2011-05-05T18:03:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T18:03:00.443+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='election'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clapham'/><title type='text'>An Ancient Roman Altar in Clapham</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT COLOR="#000000"&gt;.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Qzc6uvrt2M/TcKrSXw1vJI/AAAAAAAABxE/ZRwnm6K7ksY/s1600/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Qzc6uvrt2M/TcKrSXw1vJI/AAAAAAAABxE/ZRwnm6K7ksY/s400/photo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603229218507177106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to&lt;a href="http://list.english-heritage.org.uk/resultsingle.aspx?uid=1080492" rel="nofollow"&gt; records&lt;/a&gt;, this inscribed Roman altar stone was discovered during building operations at Clapham Common South Side in 1912. It was erected by Vitus Ticinius Ascanius, probably in the first century AD. Clapham High Street and Abbeyville Road were Roman Roads (heading towards Chichester) so the Romans were active in these parts but it is nce to have hard physical proof that they were in the neighbourhood almost 2,000 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has now been re-erected outside Clapham Old Town public library. I've been going here for years but not noticed it before! (However, in my defence it is behind a heavy iron railing and almost hidden under a hedge and shrub). The inscription is very faint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iq_SSYkMosg/TcK3Kg-GHhI/AAAAAAAABxM/zR_6yUvxkGQ/s1600/yes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iq_SSYkMosg/TcK3Kg-GHhI/AAAAAAAABxM/zR_6yUvxkGQ/s200/yes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603242277679275538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;By complete coincidence I came across the English Heritage records last night, and as today was voting day in the Alternatve Vote referendum I kept a look out for it when I went to vote :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the only one there at lunch time! - voter apathy rules supreme. As I write this, there is still some time to get to the polling station and vote if you haven't already. Despite all the cycnicism engendered by the behaviour our current crop of politicians, this is actually an opportinity to change our democracy for the better. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-4393405714782590698?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/4393405714782590698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=4393405714782590698&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/4393405714782590698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/4393405714782590698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/05/ancient-roman-altar-in-clapham.html' title='An Ancient Roman Altar in Clapham'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Qzc6uvrt2M/TcKrSXw1vJI/AAAAAAAABxE/ZRwnm6K7ksY/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-668497042732698726</id><published>2011-04-26T22:46:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T23:05:23.736+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='London'/><title type='text'>An Open Letter to the Management of the John Snow Public House</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tom_twinhelix/5641954162/" title="DSC_0333 by metacheetr, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5020/5641954162_987e95c14a_z.jpg" width="428" height="640" alt="DSC_0333"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;photo courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/tom_twinhelix/"&gt;metacheetr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the evening of Wednesday 13 April 2011, Jonathan Williams, 26, and James Bull, 23, were asked to leave the John Snow public house for kissing while on their first date. A member of staff allegedly described the couple’s behaviour as obscene and evicted them from the establishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The media have reported several accounts of this incident. The general consensus has been that the couple's behaviour was entirely appropriate for a couple enjoying their first romantic evening together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strength of feeling that this mistreatment of a gay couple raised in London’s LGBT community was such that in the course of less than 30 hours, a gay kiss-in was organised with several hundred participants at the John Snow on the evening of 15 April 2011. Another kiss-in followed the next week on 21 April 2011. Rather than allow the LGBT protesters into or around the pub, the John Snow closed its doors on both of these evenings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite several attempts at contacting the management of the John Snow, as well as the Samuel Smith Old Brewery, which owns the pub, neither the pub nor the brewer have released any comment, statement or apology to this date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we agree that any establishment is entitled to refuse entry, and/or the provision of goods and services to individuals they deem unsuitable or inappropriate, if this refusal is motivated by a person’s sexual orientation (real or perceived) it contravenes the Equality Act of 2010. This legislation came into force in October 2010 to prevent any business discriminating on the grounds of sexual orientation, gender, disability, religion or ethnicity, or against pregnant or breastfeeding mothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone found to be the victim of discrimination on those grounds could be considered liable for compensation from the venue that discriminates against them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, the undersigned, therefore ask that the John Snow management, and/or the Samuel Smith Old Brewery issue a statement:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/ specifying exactly why Mr. Jonathan Williams and Mr. James Bull were asked to leave the John Snow public house on the 13 April 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2/ clearly stating the venue and company’s compliance with and commitment to the Equality Act of 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3/ officially apologising to Mr. Jonathan Williams and Mr. James Bull&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continued silence on this matter by both the John Snow Pub and the Samuel Smith Old Brewery can only be seen by the public as acquiescence to the fact that discrimination had taken place, something that is likely to damage the reputation of the business. Direct actions will continue against this pub until it, or the brewery has started to engage in the meaningful and respectful dialogue that we believe this serious matter warrants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can sign an online petition &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/petitions/14/open-letter-to-the-john-snow-pub-and-samuel-smith-brewery/"&gt;via Facebook&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-668497042732698726?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/668497042732698726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=668497042732698726&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/668497042732698726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/668497042732698726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/04/open-letter-to-management-of-jon-snow.html' title='An Open Letter to the Management of the John Snow Public House'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5020/5641954162_987e95c14a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-7047303299507527185</id><published>2011-04-12T14:23:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T15:35:33.278+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clapham'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='London'/><title type='text'>Graham Greene lived here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/hedgiecc/5611251517/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5023/5611251517_234e067d7e_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/hedgiecc/5611251517/"&gt;Graham Greene lived here!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/hedgiecc/"&gt;hedgiecc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;No. 14 Clapham Common North Side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novelist received an official blue plaque &lt;a href="http://www.english-heritage.org.uk/about/news/blue-plaque-for-graham-greene/"&gt;from English Heritage last week&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;b&gt;Graham Greene&lt;/b&gt; (1904-1991) lived at 14 Clapham Common North Side from 1935 until he was forced to leave the house due to war damage in 1940. His novel &lt;i&gt;The End of the Affair&lt;/i&gt; is set in Clapham in 1945-6. The narrator lives in a bedsit 'at the wrong side of the Common' (South Side), drinks in the 'Pontefract Arms' (The Windmill) and visits 'the dark church at the corner of Park Road - a Roman Catholic church full of plaster statues' (St Mary's).&lt;br /&gt;Writing to his mother, Greene describes Clapham thus: 'the whole appearance of Clapham Common is lovely, like a wide green plateau on a hilltop above Battersea with the Common stretching out in one direction and on three sides surrounded by little country-like shops and Queen Anne houses."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- from &lt;i&gt;Clapham Past&lt;/i&gt; by Gillian Clegg&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greene lived here with his family from August 1935 to October 1940, when the house was bombed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.english-heritage.org.uk/about/news/blue-plaque-for-graham-greene/"&gt;"The English Heritage blue plaque&lt;/a&gt; will be installed at 14 Clapham Common North Side, where Greene lived with his family from August 1935; at that time he described it as “a most beautiful Queen Anne house … done up absolutely like a museum piece”. It remained his home until October 1940 when it was hit in a bombing raid and became uninhabitable; the house was empty that night as Vivien and the children had been evacuated to Sussex and Graham was staying in Bloomsbury with his lover, Dorothy Glover. This devastating event later inspired the pivotal point in his novel, The End of the Affair.  Despite the damage, the outer walls of the house remained intact, allowing the interior to be rebuilt after the war. The house is Grade II* listed and forms part of a terrace built by the architect John Hutt in 1714-20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greene’s daughter, Caroline Bourget, said of the house: ".... my father evacuated us to his parents' home in Sussex in August 1939 when I was only 5 yrs old......but I do remember the magnificent staircase.  Some well-known writers and publishers visited the house such as John Betjeman and Evelyn Waugh.  When I met them later, they recalled seeing me at the age of 3 or 4."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English Heritage blue plaque historian Dr Susan Skedd said: “Graham Greene is indisputably one of the great British writers of the twentieth century. He achieved the rare distinction of enjoying both critical and popular admiration throughout his career. Since the centenary of his birth in 2004 his literary reputation has been increasing and we hope this plaque will act as a focus for old and new fans of his work alike.” &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/hedgiecc/5611833690/" title="Graham Greene lived here! by hedgiecc, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5181/5611833690_6ece9db0df_z.jpg" width="390" height="250" alt="Graham Greene lived here!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-7047303299507527185?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/7047303299507527185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=7047303299507527185&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/7047303299507527185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/7047303299507527185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/04/graham-greene-lived-here.html' title='Graham Greene lived here!'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5023/5611251517_234e067d7e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-9109007215548609518</id><published>2011-04-09T23:08:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T23:30:52.619+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>A Cut Back</title><content type='html'>Carol Ann Duffy is definitely shaping up to be one of our most interesting Poet Laureates. I've quoted her amazing &lt;a href="http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2009/07/last-post.html"&gt;Last Post&lt;/a&gt; before, this one is her response to the Art Council's decision to cut all funding from the Poetry Book Society from April next year. It originally featured in the Guardian, and I'm quoting it from &lt;a href="http://www.belindahollyer.com/blog/?p=1305"&gt;Belinda Hollyer's blog&lt;/a&gt;. Here's &lt;a href="http://www.belindahollyer.com/blog/?p=1293"&gt;how you can help the Poetry Book Society&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A CUT BACK, by Carol Ann Duffy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s no go the LitFest, it’s no go up in Lancaster,&lt;br /&gt;though they’ve built an auditorium (still quite wet, the plaster)&lt;br /&gt;a bar, a bookshop, office space … well, they won’t need wheelchair&lt;br /&gt;access.&lt;br /&gt;All we want is a million quid and here’s to the Olympics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;London’s Enitharmon Press was founded in 1967,&lt;br /&gt;but David Gascoyne and Kathleen Raine are writing now in heaven,&lt;br /&gt;with UA Fanthorpe, John Heath-Stubbs; dead good dead poets all.&lt;br /&gt;The only bloody writing now’s the writing on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s no go the national art, it’s no go cake with icing.&lt;br /&gt;All we want are strategic cuts, it’s no go salami slicing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s no go the Poetry Trust, it’s no go in East Suffolk;&lt;br /&gt;Aldeburgh’s east of Stratford East. As Rooney says, oh f-fuck it –&lt;br /&gt;because it’s no go First Collection Prize, it’s no go local writers.&lt;br /&gt;We’ve been asked to pull the plug, the rug, by coalition shysters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National Association of Writers in Education?&lt;br /&gt;No way, NAWE, children and books, the train’s leaving the station.&lt;br /&gt;It’s no go your poets in schools, it’s no go your cultures.&lt;br /&gt;All we want is squeezed middles and stringent diets for vultures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s no go the pamphlet, the gig in Newcastle no go.&lt;br /&gt;All we want is a context for the National Portfolio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three little presses went to market, Flambard, Arc and Salt;&lt;br /&gt;had their throats cut ear to ear and now it’s hard to talk.&lt;br /&gt;They remember Thatcher’s Britain. Clegg-Cameron’s is worse.&lt;br /&gt;Deathbyathousandcuts.co.uk, the least of which is verse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s no go the avant-garde, it’s no go the mainstream.&lt;br /&gt;All we want is a Review Group, chaired, including recommendations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephen Spender thought continually of those who were truly great;&lt;br /&gt;set up the Poetry Book Society with TS Eliot, genius mate.&lt;br /&gt;But it’s no go two thousand strong in the Queen Elizabeth Hall.&lt;br /&gt;Phone a cab for the Nobel laureates as they take their curtain call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s no go, dear PBS. It’s no go, sweet poets.&lt;br /&gt;Sat on your arses for fifty years and never turned a profit.&lt;br /&gt;All we want are bureaucrats, the nods as good as winkers.&lt;br /&gt;And if you’re strapped for cash, go fish, then try the pigging&lt;br /&gt;bankers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-9109007215548609518?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/9109007215548609518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=9109007215548609518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/9109007215548609518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/9109007215548609518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/04/cut-back.html' title='A Cut Back'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-5479637422936819031</id><published>2011-04-03T23:19:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T00:41:47.242+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eurovision2011'/><title type='text'>I dare to hope again</title><content type='html'>UK Eurovision fans are a hardy lot used to disappointment (much like all UK sports fans). However last year’s crash-and-burn entry &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BLiL-tRxhkE"&gt;was so catastrophic&lt;/a&gt; (thanks &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2010/03/your-country-needs-you.html"&gt;Pete Waterman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;) I was scared to take any interest this year. I heard the Beeb decided in its wisdom not to have any sort of competition or build-up, and sub-contracted the gig to boy-band &lt;strong&gt;Blue&lt;/strong&gt;. Whatevs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was a bit surprised to see &lt;strong&gt;Blue’s&lt;/strong&gt; song “&lt;strong&gt;I Can&lt;/strong&gt;” mentioned warmly in internet posts - seems there is a bit of a Euro buzz about it. Whisper it - we are &lt;a href="http://sisterbet.com/2011/03/eurovision-blue-still-hot-in-eurovision-betting-2011/"&gt;something of a favourite to win&lt;/a&gt;! Cripes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The video indeed shows promise:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="390" height="240" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mRU31ieUhJM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like the way they’ve found a way to do “London” in a novel and imaginative, yet understated way. The song itself is catchy and poppy, not too dated in sound and all-round a respectable contender. I quite like it. The flame of hope reignites in one’s heart! I’ll now have to scope out the competition.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-5479637422936819031?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/5479637422936819031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=5479637422936819031&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/5479637422936819031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/5479637422936819031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-dare-to-hope-again.html' title='I dare to hope again'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/mRU31ieUhJM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-7196001171233122463</id><published>2011-03-27T06:17:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T09:04:41.288+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theatre'/><title type='text'>I Never Get Dressed Till After Dark On Sundays</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dYiARElwIdg/TY7oYMDVeUI/AAAAAAAABsg/KTvZF6FmdfU/s1600/tennessee.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dYiARElwIdg/TY7oYMDVeUI/AAAAAAAABsg/KTvZF6FmdfU/s200/tennessee.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588659689863084354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday was the 100th anniversary of the birth of the great American playwright Tennessee Williams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the most famous post-war plays were written by Williams, largely in the 1950s. Some great actors made breakthrough, iconic performances in the plays on stage and on screen: Marlon Brando, Vivien Leigh, Elizabeth Taylor and Paul Newman amongst them. Williams won the Pulitzer prize twice and achieved many other awards, and yet his reputation has perhaps dimmed over the years - the view is his later work in particular was disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This late play was never performed in his lifetime, or indeed ever published. The Cock Tavern Theatre in Kilburne certainly is to be congratulated for putting it on the stage for the very first time, in such an enchanting production. As it was the world premiere I thought I had to attend: something to add to my collection of theatrical experiences: the world premiere of one of a great dramatist’s plays - actually on his 100th birthday, no less. They don’t make them like this any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I certainly wasn’t expecting to enjoy myself so much - I saw &lt;strong&gt;Rose Tattoo&lt;/strong&gt; at the NT a few years back and really hated all the simmering poetic sentimentality (and that was an early work!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;INGDTADOS&lt;/strong&gt; has all the classic Williams’ hallmarks - a potent, virile, sensual yet feckless and inert male in a doomed yet compelling relationship with a downwardly mobile idealistic female unable to maintain traction on reality and clearly fated never to achieve her ambitions. Seedy glamorous New Orleans surroundings, self-delusion, sex, the threat of violence, over-the-top melodramatic backstory, poetry, terminal illness - it’s all there. However, the new element in all of this is that it forms part of a play within a play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all brilliantly staged, with the play’s director and author suddenly emerging from the actual audience to argue over the lines - we are witnessing the final read-through before previews start. The actors complain about their lines - “Who talks like this?” - Tennessee is clearly relishing getting back at his theatrical foes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By highlighting the theatricality of the piece Williams cleverly creates a space which privileges the drama; to some extent protecting it from the critics. It’s allowed to be a conflation of hackneyed old tropes, seeking to shock only by upping the ante (the male lead is practically nude for virtually the entire play; there is  quite a lot of sex -the actors complain about the sex scene; the director argues with the playwright about it - “it will scare off backers”)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a commentary on his own work it’s completely fascinating and it has the contrary effect of making the melodrama more emotionally affecting. I only wish he developed this strand of the play some more - there are slight, tentative hints of Williams’s identification with his heroines, especially towards the end, which are really evocative and promising. However, as it stands the dramatic framing is not thematically developed and only tangentally touches the play-within-a-play: all too easily, one can imagine the drama existing without the framing elements. And one of the stand-out set-pieces - an incompetent stage-manager’s hissy fit right after missing a crucial cue - threatens to completely derail the action. As amusing as it is, and as much as the audience absolutely loved Graham Dickson’s performance as Hilary the stage-manager, Williams the playwright should either have cut this completely or integrated it more organically into the action of the piece. I think it’s worth comparing this to Michael Frayn’s meta-theatre play &lt;strong&gt;Noises Off&lt;/strong&gt;, where the back stage / on stage action is completely seamless and forms an organic whole, something this Tennessee Williams play doesn’t quite achieve, even as it tantalisingly hints at what could have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is not to say it is unworthy - I loved this production. The intimate, low-key space and delicate design tremendously enhanced the experience of the play. All the acting was superb: Lewis Hayes was suitably Brandoesque physically and was very natural emotionally as Tye. Shelley Lang as Jane was also magnificently cast, in the tradition of Vivienne Leigh and Elisabeth Taylor. And Keith Myers as the author gave an authoritative Tennessee Williams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, a terrific birthday present for Tennessee Williams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-7196001171233122463?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/7196001171233122463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=7196001171233122463&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/7196001171233122463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/7196001171233122463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-never-get-dressed-till-after-dark-on.html' title='I Never Get Dressed Till After Dark On Sundays'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dYiARElwIdg/TY7oYMDVeUI/AAAAAAAABsg/KTvZF6FmdfU/s72-c/tennessee.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-4950184221352030124</id><published>2011-03-16T21:13:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-03-27T09:03:26.897+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Mon Plaisir in London</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.qype.co.uk/uki11-london-west-end-covent-garden'&gt;London&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href='http://www.qype.co.uk/uki11-london-west-end-covent-garden/categories/883-eating-and-drinking-in-covent-garden'&gt;Eating &amp;amp; Drinking&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href='http://www.qype.co.uk/uki11-london-west-end-covent-garden/categories/1-restaurants'&gt;Restaurants&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href='http://www.qype.co.uk/uki11-london-west-end-covent-garden/categories/136-french-restaurants-in-covent-garden'&gt;French&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I appear to be going through a French restaurant phase - I was taken to this one last night my my friend Harry, in London on business from the USA. He looked tired from his flight and I was keen to find somewhere close to his hotel; this Covent Garden restaurant looked good and fitted that criterion. We also chose it in honour of Harry’s absent francophile wife, a best friend since my early childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-02g9Lemzg4w/TYEqD3BFl2I/AAAAAAAABsQ/Egi_TtH_zUs/s1600/photo2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-02g9Lemzg4w/TYEqD3BFl2I/AAAAAAAABsQ/Egi_TtH_zUs/s400/photo2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584791258712610658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of us loved the ambiance right from entry - this place is exquisitely decorated in authentic French fashion. The menu states this is London’s oldest French restaurant. General De Gaulle, no less, dined here during the war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CQjrctZhoco/TYEqD0VxoAI/AAAAAAAABsY/gJ8D_5VqVBQ/s1600/photo3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CQjrctZhoco/TYEqD0VxoAI/AAAAAAAABsY/gJ8D_5VqVBQ/s400/photo3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584791257994076162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tables are stacked very close to each other - I worried our conversation was disturbing our neighbours. We were chatting up a storm, so their conversation didn’t disturb us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Service was awkward, in that typically Parisian way familiar to tourists. The staff were perfectly efficient, I just felt judged by them the whole time. There were communication issues.  Harry, being American, wanted to add a tip and as service was included I prevented him - if looks could kill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pdyzj_0A39c/TYEqDvVUHLI/AAAAAAAABsI/uHKVRK6gvhs/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pdyzj_0A39c/TYEqDvVUHLI/AAAAAAAABsI/uHKVRK6gvhs/s400/photo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584791256649964722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My steak tartare was good - finely chopped rather than minced; absolutely zero fat; well-flavoured and seasoned (just perhaps slightly too much pepper for my tastes). It didn’t come with the extra garnishes the menu seemed to promise but to be honest didn’t need them. The waiter thoughtfully offered me extra bread. The fries it came with were sublime - very fine cut, they hit that perfect fried potato sweet spot of being crisp and crunchy while also meltingly yielding. A side of creamed spinach was a perfect complement. We washed this down with an excellent Merlot from the house list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d be happy to go again; the cheese board looked very tempting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out my review of &lt;a href='http://www.qype.co.uk/place/170737-Mon-Plaisir-London'&gt;Mon Plaisir&lt;/a&gt; - I am &lt;a href='http://www.qype.co.uk/people/hedgiecc'&gt;hedgiecc&lt;/a&gt; - on &lt;a href='http://www.qype.co.uk/'&gt;Qype&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-4950184221352030124?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/4950184221352030124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=4950184221352030124&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/4950184221352030124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/4950184221352030124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/03/qype-mon-plaisir-in-london.html' title='Mon Plaisir in London'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-02g9Lemzg4w/TYEqD3BFl2I/AAAAAAAABsQ/Egi_TtH_zUs/s72-c/photo2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-6815676254554551726</id><published>2011-03-14T20:45:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-03-14T21:27:27.249Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Shock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YADQPT2yixA/TX5-x91d0RI/AAAAAAAABsA/KYH1_QOP_WE/s1600/naomi%2Bbook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YADQPT2yixA/TX5-x91d0RI/AAAAAAAABsA/KYH1_QOP_WE/s400/naomi%2Bbook.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584039984863498514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching Channel 4's &lt;a href="http://www.radiotimes.com/ListingsServlet?event=10&amp;channelId=132&amp;programmeId=172419616&amp;jspLocation=/jsp/prog_details_fullpage.jsp"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dispatches: Britain's Secret Fat Cats&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; while blogging. I read and was very impressed by Naomi Klein's &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/No-Logo-Naomi-Klein/dp/000734077X/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&amp;qid=1300137041&amp;sr=8-3"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No Logo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;; however I missed out on her next book &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Shock-Doctrine-Rise-Disaster-Capitalism/dp/0141024534/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;qid=1300137041&amp;sr=8-1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Shock Doctrine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; when it came out. It seems to be cited more and more frequently these days though so I ordered it in from Amazon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, it appears to be Cameron and Clegg's playbook (with truly staggering amounts of Blairesque mendacity and spin of their own on top). &lt;b&gt;Dispatches&lt;/b&gt; is showing, quite methodically and clearly, how government cuts will force privatisations which will enrich a very few at the expense of decent public services for all. One could perhaps argue that Reagan and Thatcher had genuine hopes of their "free-market" ideology actually working. However, 30 years later, after an economic apocalypse brought about by the very deregulation Thatcher and Reagan initiated, with middle and lower-class incomes over that time stagnating and even retreating while the top 1% soars exponentially ever higher, imposing the same policies without an explicit mandate is crassly stupid, if not  criminal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"A more accurate term for a system that erases the boundaries between Big Government and Big Business is not liberal, conservative or capitalist but corporatist. Its main characteristics are huge transfers of public wealth to private hands, often accompanied by exploding debt, an ever-widening chasm between the dazzling rich and the disposable poor and an aggressive nationalism that justifies bottomless spending on security. For those inside the bubble of extreme wealth created by such an arrangement, there can be no more profitable way to organize a society. But because of the obvious drawbacks for the vast majority of the population left outside the bubble, other features of the corporatist state tend to include aggressive surveillance (once again, with government and large corporations trading favors and contracts), mass incarceration, shrinking civil liberties and often, though not always, torture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Chile to China to Iraq, torture has been a silent partner in the global free-market crusade. But torture is more than a tool used to enforce unwanted policies on rebellious peoples; it is also a metaphor of the shock doctrine's underlying logic."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Naomi Klein, &lt;b&gt;The Shock Doctrine&lt;/b&gt;, 2007&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-6815676254554551726?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/6815676254554551726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=6815676254554551726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/6815676254554551726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/6815676254554551726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/03/shock.html' title='Shock'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YADQPT2yixA/TX5-x91d0RI/AAAAAAAABsA/KYH1_QOP_WE/s72-c/naomi%2Bbook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-2841292324179861816</id><published>2011-03-09T19:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-13T01:03:23.769Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Pancake madness</title><content type='html'>The Telegraph has a real bee in it’s bonnet about the UK’s growing fascination with pre-made pancake mixes and pancakes. It’s had a flurry of articles, some admiring the healthy growth of shop sales but most contemplating the [presumed dire] social significance of the phenomenon - the funniest being &lt;a href="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/culture/books/a-surrey-state-of-affairs/8368746/Pancake-Day-are-we-too-weak-willed-to-make-our-own-batter.html"&gt;this satirical effort&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me pancakes are one of the pleasures of a trip to France, where they seem to be a traditional part of street-food and fast food outlets. In the UK, we mostly ignore them until Shrove Tuesday when they become a big thing, despite most of us being extremely lapsed Christians. It’s all about the food, isn’t it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are we buying pre-made pancakes? Possibly because, like all cultural traditions, they have accumulated a mystique consisting of all kinds of conflicting rules and theories, guaranteed to confuse the low-skilled time-poor domestic cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Delia Smith, the patron saint of easy domestic cookery, rabbits on about sifting flour in piles, breaking eggs blah blah blah. In this regard I always remember my friend Mark’s approach - just bung all the ingredients (flour, milk, eggs) in a blender and flip the switch. Hey presto - pancake batter in seconds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next debate is whether or not to ‘rest’ the mixture. I’m with the resters - if the mix is in a blender jug it can just stay there for an hour or so until you are ready to start cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delia helpfully suggests using a soup ladle to ladle the mix into the hot frying pan - this is a really good idea and helps you gauge how much mix you need to cover the bottom of your pan. The first pancake is traditionally the sacrificial practice one, but no matter how disastrous looking always still tastes good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they really are pretty fantastic items - amazing that such relatively simple ingredients can achieve such a culinary peak experience. Crispy and golden, yet also meltingly yielding; fragile but with the tensile strength to wrap around a variety of fillings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pan is deep with sloping edges and a quick dipping motion is enough to get the pancake to flip. But it’s easy enough to use a spatula to flip them as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pancakes all the way last night - so I started with savory Roquefort cheese and spinach pancakes and moved on to the traditional lemon and sugar ones (still as amazingly good as when first made for me by my mum many years ago; pancakes have a real affinity for sharp citrussy flavours). The Nutella jar was eventually put away unused - too rich for me - but I experimented with a passion fruit decanted onto a pancake. Recommended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The downside is they are very calorie-laden beasties, and like all fast food very more-ish - you can’t just have one or two. I had nine all told, which tots up well in excess of 1000 calories. Back to the diet today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-2841292324179861816?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/2841292324179861816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=2841292324179861816&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/2841292324179861816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/2841292324179861816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/03/pancake-madness.html' title='Pancake madness'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-2877832714918890017</id><published>2011-03-07T08:48:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-03-07T20:20:32.091Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Black Swan</title><content type='html'>Wow! This is an extremely well-made melodrama. Great direction and cinematography - it all feels incredibly claustrophobic, and the white/black/mirroring themes are pursued relentlessly. Lots of wobbly-cam, and black industrial spaces. Very silly and great fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The acting is superb throughout. Barbara Hershey as Nina’s stage mother is freakily scary and Natalie Portman’s Nina and Mila Kunis’s Lily, Nina’s rival, are great foils for each other. I think Mila had the better part though, even if not the lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I’m not quite sure about what I feel about Natalie winning the Best Actress Oscar, though. It is a fine performance, understated as befits the reticent character she plays. The trouble is her character isn’t ultimately very likeable, so the performance is more admirable than heart-warming. And neither lead is much good at ballet - I mean, I’m totally ballet ignorant and even I could see they weren’t great (and the script calls for their director to repeatedly call them brilliant, which grates when they are plainly not).  But these are minor quibbles - I sense it’s a budding camp classic in the mode of  &lt;em&gt;Whatever Happened to Baby Jane &lt;/em&gt;or &lt;em&gt;Mommie Dearest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I wholeheartedly applaud Natalie Portman however for her brave (given her contractual obligations to the company), outspoken response to Dior’s designer John Galliano’s drunken anti-semitic rants. She was practically alone amongst celebs in speaking the truth, and perhaps bumped Dior into doing the right thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-2877832714918890017?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/2877832714918890017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=2877832714918890017&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/2877832714918890017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/2877832714918890017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/02/black-swan.html' title='Black Swan'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-8095784207129224706</id><published>2011-03-05T15:01:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-03-05T15:11:34.809Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='architecture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='London'/><title type='text'>Quote London</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;“I love that London is a city on the run - I think if you want to see a little bit of all the world, London is the best place for it; everything that's impossible becomes possible in London.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;FONT COLOR=”6699ff”&gt;~ Simona Visinskyte, worker on the Shard.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/B&gt; (Quoted in Evening Standard 4/3/2011)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/hedgiecc/4679808480/" title="tower by hedgiecc, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4003/4679808480_5ebb776fc3.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="tower" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-8095784207129224706?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/8095784207129224706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=8095784207129224706&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/8095784207129224706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/8095784207129224706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/03/quote-london.html' title='Quote London'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4003/4679808480_5ebb776fc3_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-4212996985034433484</id><published>2011-02-22T21:33:00.007Z</published><updated>2011-02-23T01:21:35.255Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memoir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><title type='text'>My Birthday Number Ones (2002 - 2011)</title><content type='html'>This is the final post in this series looking at songs which made number one in the charts on my birthday. It been an interesting exercise, because I think it disproves the old chestnut "Pop is not as good as it used to be": every decade has thrown up classic songs as well as horrors. And the last 10 years has certainly seen some great songs that I'm pretty happy are in my birthday chart. So here is the final run down:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2002: Enrique Iglesias - Hero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/koJlIGDImiU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enrique comes across here as the male version of those power divas from the 90s, singing very much a power ballad. He looks good though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2003: Christina Aguilera - Beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sZjr0heZNIw"&gt;Disabled by request&lt;/a&gt; A gorgeous ballad by Christina - will this be a clasic? She succeeded Tatu as number one in 2003; they were the official on my birthday number one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2003: Tatu - All The Things She Said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8mGBaXPlri8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard to believe now this manufactured girl band were number one for a whole month. Great fun pop song though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2004: Busted - Who's David&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/RzSyOBkY-yU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huge in the mid-00s. Why? Oh wait. This trio completely passed me by; I have no recall of this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2005: Jennifer Lopez - Get Right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Ws998K0Jkds" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stunning sounds and moves from Jenny from the block&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2006: Meck ft Leo Sayer - Thunder In My Heart Again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hGVuqOzG-TM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It wasn't just because it was a hot tune, it was all because "Oh my God, it's Leo Sayer" - Leo Sayer&lt;br /&gt;And Leo becomes the third artist to have two number ones on my birthday chart! - this time, almost three decades apart. Stunning achievement, Leo ( and great assistance from Meck)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007: Mika - Grace Kelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/EaEPCsQ4608" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next three hits are amongst my favourites of the last few years; amazing to think they all made number one around my birthday. Mika's video was another one directed by &lt;b&gt;Sophie Muller&lt;/b&gt; (who did &lt;b&gt;Shakespears Sister's Stay&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008: Duffy - Mercy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/y7ZEVA5dy-Y" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duffy's amazing voice and debut single livened up the beginning of 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009: Lily Allen - The Fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kL6DlOQIwaY&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;Embedding disabled by request&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can anyone say Pop has dumbed down faced by this brilliance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010: Helping Haiti (Various Artists) - Everybody Hurts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xgsh7u7upeA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefer R.E.M.'s original version, to be honest, but still this was in aid of a very worthy cause and it's great having something by R.E.M. in my birthday chart - they are one of my favourite bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the final, most recent song, is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adele - Someone Like You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/s_Zs7XS3XUo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words cannot express how thrilled I am Adele made it to number one with this astonishingly affecting song. She blew me away when she sang it on &lt;b&gt;Later With Jools Holland&lt;/b&gt; last November - I pre-ordered her album on the strength of this performance - but I never imagined she would get to number one with it, even less so against &lt;b&gt;Lady GaGa's&lt;/b&gt; hugely hyped &lt;b&gt;Born This Way&lt;/b&gt; (which I have also bought!) Big congrats to Adele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from &lt;a href="http://www.viagogo.co.uk/News/Adele-tickets-to-go-quickly-as-she-makes-chart-history/_A-1513"&gt;viagogo&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Adele tickets are likely to become even more in demand as she has made history this week with her latest chart positions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The singer has become the first artist since the Beatles to have two top five singles and two top five albums in the charts simultaneously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fans of the soulful singer appear to have been inspired to buy her latest single 'Someone Like You' after her Brit Award performance last week as her single jumped nearly 50 places to land the number one spot."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's all folks - thanks for coming with me on the journey :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-4212996985034433484?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/4212996985034433484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=4212996985034433484&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/4212996985034433484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/4212996985034433484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-birthday-number-ones-2002-2011.html' title='My Birthday Number Ones (2002 - 2011)'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/koJlIGDImiU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-4163137512546996626</id><published>2011-02-21T19:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-02-21T19:00:00.134Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memoir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><title type='text'>My Birthday Number Ones (1992 - 2001)</title><content type='html'>Here we are in the 90s, the time when super divas roamed the earth. It is also another decade in which an artist scored two number ones on my birthday. Who do you think? Is it one of THEM? Time to find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1992: Shakespears Sister - Stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5pC3VJA_CB8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely love this, and the video must be in my personal top three (it was directed by Sophie Muller). Just wonderful stuff. This stayed at number one for 8 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1993: 2 Unlimited - No Limit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/aFd5Cci_pE4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No no lyrics" - but this slice of Eurodance was the best-selling European song of 1993, and clearly popular in the UK too, as it reached number one. I sneakily quite liked it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1994: Mariah Carey - Without You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Votu9addvs"&gt;The first of the super divas reigning supreme&lt;/a&gt; (Embedding disabled by request). Mariah takes the 1970 &lt;b&gt;Badfinger&lt;/b&gt; song to number one again, and stays there for a whole month. Although it is possibly the most covered song of the last forty years, &lt;b&gt;Badfinger&lt;/b&gt; themselves never released it as a single, not seeing its potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1994: D:Ream - Things Can Only Get Better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dIj-6fr2SlI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria was preceded as number one by &lt;b&gt;D:Ream's&lt;/b&gt; biggest hit. The song achieved immortality as the theme tune to &lt;b&gt;Tony Blair&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;New Labour's&lt;/b&gt; successful 1997 Election campaign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1995: Celine Dion - Think Twice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rriGtwl1oGE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . . and the second super diva hoves into view. Celine's voice is of course incredible but this is surely a very poor choice of song: desperately cloying, sentimental, and obvious. I actually can't remember this at all; it must have passed me by completely in 1995.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1996: Babylon Zoo - Spaceman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/t_9MI2ymN6s" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit of an oddity, this: although it held the record for the most number of records sold in the first week of release, and stayed number one for a month. Jas Mann seems to have had bad luck with contracts which slowed down his subsequent career. Nice, very memorable debut though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1996: Oasis - Dont Look Back In Anger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/r8OipmKFDeM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 1996 birthday week saw Oasis's iconic song claim the number one spot, and mark out space for mid-nineties Britpop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1997: No Doubt  - Dont Speak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/TR3Vdo5etCQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;No Doubt's&lt;/b&gt; biggest international hit, featuring &lt;b&gt;Gwen Stefani's&lt;/b&gt; stunning performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1998: Celine Dion - My Heart Will Go On&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/DHyJTpDFgc8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here it is folks - Celine Dion's second outing in my birthday charts, singing the theme from THAT film. She was number one until the 22nd February, and on that day was superseded by:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1998: Cornershop - Brimful Of Asha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/RzBz7p0A3-Y" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cornershop&lt;/b&gt; reached number 60 in 1997 with this song, but &lt;b&gt;Fatboy Slim's&lt;/b&gt; remix took them to number one in February 1998.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1999: Britney Spears - Baby One More Time&lt;br /&gt;Britney's stunning iconic debut video is &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TKo4fFVymqk"&gt;disabled by request&lt;/a&gt;. A brilliant pop song, and one of the highest selling singles in the UK ever, it has already been covered by a multitude of artists, notably by &lt;b&gt;Travis&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2000: All Saints - Pure Shores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Xejb3wON3Rw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theme to the movie &lt;b&gt;The Beach&lt;/b&gt; starring &lt;b&gt;Leonardo DiCaprio&lt;/b&gt;, and witten by &lt;b&gt;William Orbit&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Shaznay Lewis&lt;/b&gt;, this was the first single off &lt;b&gt;All Saints'&lt;/b&gt; second album (and one of the UK's best sellers of 2000). I remember the group single handedly made combat trousers fashionable in the late nineties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2001: Atomic Kitten - Whole Again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1V0xQkk9kbc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww, poor &lt;b&gt;Atomic Kitten&lt;/b&gt;! This was their real-life "save me" song, as Virgin Records wanted to drop them and were persuaded to release one more single. This was it. The record company was unwilling to plough any money into the video (hence the obvious cheapness), and finally, Kerry Katona dropped out of the band just days before the song charted, on account of her pregnancy. Well done in spite of everything! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's it for this decade, the last in this series coming up tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-4163137512546996626?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/4163137512546996626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=4163137512546996626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/4163137512546996626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/4163137512546996626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-birthday-number-ones-1992-2001.html' title='My Birthday Number Ones (1992 - 2001)'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/5pC3VJA_CB8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-9072680093188635263</id><published>2011-02-20T23:15:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-02-20T23:19:37.297Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memoir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><title type='text'>My Birthday Number Ones (1982 - 1991)</title><content type='html'>My third decade of No.1 Birthday hits starts off with a classic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1982: The Jam - A Town Called Malice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/YfpRm-p7qlY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit controversial at the time, as EMI complained that as it was part of a 'double sided' single its aggregated sales were unfairly keeping their contender, &lt;b&gt;Golden Brown&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;b&gt;The Stranglers&lt;/b&gt; from reaching No.1. Life is tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1983: Kajagoogoo - Too Shy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nKWbMJOIkUk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The New Romantics are upon us! Kajagoogoo actually achieved a no.1 - this one - before Duran Duran ever did. Unfortunately it appears to have been their only one, and tensions in the band the band soon soon resulted in the lead singer, Limahl, being fired by his bandmates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1984: Frankie Goes to Hollywood - Relax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lyl5DlrsU90" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another iconic hit, notorious for being banned by the BBC at the time, and also for the scandalous original video, which only surfaced recently (the above is not it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1984: Nena: 99 Red Balloons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/14IRDDnEPR4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In another amusing juxtaposition of styles and cultures, Frankie's raunchy number was followed immediately by Nena and her 99 red balloons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1985: Elaine Paige and Barbara Dickson - I Know Him So Well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LeMk7B46xg8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim Rice, Benny Andersson and Björn Ulvaeus teamed up to write the musical Chess and in the process wrote this mammoth hit for Elaine Paige and Barabara Dickson, which was number one for a whole month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1985: Dead Or Alive: You Spin Me Round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zJv5qLsLYoo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, the country demanded something more energetic! - and got it with Dead Or Alive's classic. Apart from launching Pete Burns into the spotlight, the song was the first of many collaborations by Stock Aitken and Waterman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1986: Billy Ocean - When The Going Gets Tough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/fg3vzl_VwLc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another song from the movies - this was the theme to &lt;b&gt;The Jewel of the Nile&lt;/b&gt; starring Kathleen Turner and Michael Douglas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1987: Ben E King - Stand By Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Vbg7YoXiKn0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History works in mysterious ways. This was originally released in 1961 - the year of my birth - and reached no. 27 in the UK charts. However, it recharted after the release of the movie &lt;b&gt;Stand By Me&lt;/b&gt; in 1986 and went to no.1 in the UK following its use in a Levi's Jeans ad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1988: Kylie Minogue - I Should Be So Lucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5a7E6yyUNVo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always think this was Kylie's debut but in fact it was her second hit. She flew to the UK to record with the by now ubiquitous Stock Aitken and Waterman. Apparently they forgot she was due to arrive and wrote this in 40 minutes while she waited in reception. She then recorded it in an hour. The rest is pop history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1989: Simple Minds - Belfast Child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/oFIMJxV2tjI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This beautiful song was written in the aftermath of the Enniskillen bombings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1990: Sinead OConnor - Nothing Compares 2 U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/iUiTQvT0W_0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinead's beautiful cover of the Prince song took it to worldwide prominence and launched her mainstream career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1991: The Simpsons - Do The Bartman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8jmhlyuxULI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Jackson is another iconic figure who does not appear in my birthday charts. However. Michael wrote this (uncredited) because he loved the tv show. It went to number 1 in the UK but was never released in the USA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thus concludes my third decade - fourth coming up tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-9072680093188635263?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/9072680093188635263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=9072680093188635263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/9072680093188635263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/9072680093188635263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-birthday-number-ones-1982-1991.html' title='My Birthday Number Ones (1982 - 1991)'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/YfpRm-p7qlY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-4758375253275137658</id><published>2011-02-19T21:58:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-02-19T22:28:34.164Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memoir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><title type='text'>My Birthday Number Ones (1972 - 1981)</title><content type='html'>So moviing on to my second decade of birthday week No.1 hits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1972: Chicory Tip - Song of My Father&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="340" height="260" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tVbP3DTAMow" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicory Tip probably hasn't remained in contemporary consciousness. But this, my friends, is real musical history. The song was co-written by Giorgio Moroder, no less, and is the first pop song to prominently feature a Moog Synthesizer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1973: The Sweet - Blockbuster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/BgrYf7VWASE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right - now we are in the era of Glam Rock. Sequins! Shiny! This was a massive hit for The Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1974: Suzi Quatro - Devil Gate Drive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9vFTksaposs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not I think one of Suzi's most memorable hits, but makes me think. By the end of Glam, Rock was clearly mature enough to allow for a consciously retro, nostalgic approach like this to work (with Suzi's gender being the contemporary twist). Also I wonder how much her look and attitude here fed into Punk a few years later? Fairly sure the Punks themselves would deny all influence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1975: Steve Harley and Cockney Rebel - Make Me Smile (Come Up And See Me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Fxoke4yuWlI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good grief, just how sexy does Mr Harley think he is here? This is a lovely song though, and is probably still very familiar from its frequent use in tv ads, most recently for &lt;b&gt;Marks &amp; Spencer&lt;/b&gt;. It has also featured in two movie soundtracks: &lt;b&gt;The Full Monty&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Velvet Goldmine&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve Harley's birthday is the 27th February, so this was No.1 for him on his birthday in 1975.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1975 - Telly Savalas - If&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/J94-_w9ARX0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Make me Smile&lt;/b&gt; was followed by Telly Savalas's &lt;b&gt;If&lt;/b&gt; as No.1 - Telly making it as an add-on to his hugely succesful career as tv detective Kojak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1976: Four Seasons: December 63 (Oh What A Night)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/t3RqEl9s6NI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved this then, and it has stood up well to the passing of time. A remix charted in 1994.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1977: Leo Sayer - When I Need You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8_96uyfmqgo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leo Sayer, like Petula Clark, features twice in my Birthday No.1s! This was a huge hit for him at the time, reaching number 1 in both the UK and the USA. It was the first UK No.1 for its writer, Carole Bayer Sager. However, I feel it's all a trifle tedious and whiny now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1978: Abba - Take A Chance On Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-crgQGdpZR0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, hey! Abba! Woo! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Armageddon swept away all late 20th-century popular music and left somehow only these blog posts, we would lose all the Beatles, Rolling Stones, Elton John and Rod Stewart - all massive artists who clearly neglected to have hits in late February. However, Abba saves the day. I was a total fan - this had to be kept somewhat under wraps from cool kid friends, who followed virtually every music critic at the time and dissed them. But ha! Time has vindicated the Swedish super group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1978 - Kate Bush - Wuthering Heights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/BW3gKKiTvjs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abba was followed at No.1 in February 1978 but this extraordinary debut single by the  legendary Kate Bush. Definitely a song one remembers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1979: Blondie: Heart Of Glass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/WGU_4-5RaxU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was 1979 the greatest ever year in the history of the popular musuc charts? &lt;a href="http://www.number-ones.co.uk/1979-number-ones.html"&gt;Judge for yourself.&lt;/a&gt;This is the amazing Blondie's debut smash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1979 - The Bee Gees - Tragedy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/MSVTOMkJdqs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Followed on immediately by the Beegees! The melodrama of this one has always thrilled me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1979 - Gloria Gaynor -  I Will Survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZBR2G-iI3-I" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Beegees were followed by this all-time classic by Gloria Gaynor! Honestly, from the Village People to Pink Floyd, 1979 has got it all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1980 - 1980: Kenny Rogers - Coward Of The County&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/pdNcHKw1Dvs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down to earth with a thump. Yuck. The obvious sentimentality took this one to No.1, it can't disguise the nastiness now. It deserves oblivion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1980 - Blondie - Atomic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_E1-VOMxS6w" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, Kenny Rogers was followed quickly by another terrific Blondie effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1981: Joe Dolce Music Theatre - Shaddap You Face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/sFacWGBJ_cs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another very efficient novelty number, in grand pop fashion being followed by the sublime:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1981 - Roxy Music - Jealous Guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hRzGzRqNj58" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was this the greatest cover ever made? I always think that Bryan is singing about Jerry, but in fact she had left him for Mick three years previously. Anyhow, he sings it with total conviction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another ex-Beatle, John Lennon, makes it into my Birthday charts (albeit as the writer) - posthumously, sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that concludes my second decade on an extremely high artistic note: what does decade three have in store? Find out tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-4758375253275137658?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/4758375253275137658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=4758375253275137658&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/4758375253275137658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/4758375253275137658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-birthday-number-ones-1972-1981.html' title='My Birthday Number Ones (1972 - 1981)'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/tVbP3DTAMow/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-3730856303796484300</id><published>2011-02-18T22:56:00.008Z</published><updated>2011-02-19T21:32:41.770Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memoir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><title type='text'>My Birthday Number Ones (1961-1971)</title><content type='html'>One of my dearest friends has a blog entitled &lt;a href="http://fastapproaching50.blogspot.com/"&gt;Fast Approaching Fifty&lt;/a&gt;. I've always been in awe at her frankness, because I too am fast approaching fifty and am severely in denial about it. So maybe the time has arrived for me to come out and say I'm fabulous and (about-to-be) fifty! Yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it is obviously way too late for me to have a whole blog dedicated to the subject, I thought I could do series of mini-blog posts counting down to this significant event, which is in 5 days' time. I've lived through a half-century of pop music. I thought it would be fun to do a count-down of every No. 1 song in the charts during my birthay week, over the last five decades. I'll do a decade every day, five posts in all, with the last on my birthday. It will be a little snapshot of musical history; a cross-section through time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1961 - Petula Clark: Sailor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ERy5sp3-jf0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I imagine the nurses were humming along to this tune in my mother's maternity ward back in February 1961. Interesting fact: Petula Clark features twice in my personal charts, and neither time is her song "Downtown" or "Don't sleep in the Subway", the two songs for which she is principally remembered today. Petula actually had a major career in the 50's before she reinvented herself as a 60's pop star. This song definitely harks back to her 50's heyday, and makes me feel positively prehistoric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1962 - Elvis Presley: Rock a Hula Baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1dLLnAAQHW4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey! Rock was young! And Elvis was in the building. Strangely though, this lesser Elvis hit feels almost as if his handlers were desperately trying a new angle on Rock - as if they felt it was a fad they had to keep going as long as they could. This was from one of Elvis's movies, and is the first representative of quite a slew of movie-music hits in my charts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1963 - Frank Ifield: Wayward Wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/JwbMldf6KS8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another dinosaur. *Blocks ears* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frank was actually the first artist to have three UK No.1 hits, and was last in the charts as recently as 1990, with "She Taught Me to Yodel".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1964 - The Bachelors: Diane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/jm5jLqdBdTM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I've heard of the Bachelors. Didn't they use to hang out with Cliff Richard? Not a song that has lasted well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1965 - The Kinks: Tired of Waiting for You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Hz64hWng2vM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to cheat a bit here (but hey it's my birthday so I can). The Kinks were officially No.1 on the 22nd February 1965 (and a great classic British band they are too); but more importantly for my personal development the No.1 on the very next day, the 23rd February, the day after by birthday, was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1965 - The Seekers: I’ll Never Find Another You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4Ga9Bs4fzSY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the very first gig I (almost) went to! Oh, the excitement! As I recall, our neighbour's teenage daughter, my babysitter, thought it would be an excellent idea to take the four-year-old me along to a Seeker's concert. I was thrilled to bits. However, my mum thought it was way too past my bedtime and I was grounded :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Seekers were an Australian band and absolutely mega for a brief period mid-sixties. You can hear the way their folk sound fed into the nascent hippy movement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1966 - Nancy Sinatra: These Boots are Made for Walking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/yRkovnss7sg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely the most iconic pop song in my charts so far. Nancy Sinatra was pretty much a one-hit wonder, but what a magnificent hit to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1967 - Petula Clark: This is My Song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZezH0sQkjSQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here we have the second Petula Clark song in my chart, and also the second to come from a movie. Written by Charlie Chaplin, no less. I've chosen the French version here because I think it sounds better. Check out Petula's mini!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1968 - Manfred Mann: Mighty Quinn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/liIQLIx2Onw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, the hippy thing is starting to go a bit psychedelic here. A classic song and performance, but has never done anything much for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1969 - Amen Corner: Half as Nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/kG0_vbM918Y" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another little cheat coming up - Amen Corner were No.1 on the 22nd '69, but Peter Sarstedt took over on the 25th, and stayed no.1 for the next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appealing stuff, Amen Corner - I was into this; hasn't really lasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1969 - Peter Sarstedt: Where Do You Go To My Lovely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/aE89OeM5nmU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Peter Sarstedt's song is a classic! Sentimental and a bit kitsch, this was the ultimate in sophistication when I was 8. Many years later, my first visit to the Boulevard St Michel brought me out in goosebumps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1970 - Edison Lighthouse: Love Grows Where My Rosemary Goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tr6H1a7YUac" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happy innocent hippy vibe lives on! Love this, but perhaps you had to be there at the time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1971 - George Harrison: My Sweet Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="380" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/wynYMJwEPH8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The archetypal hippy song, and the only Beatle to feature in my charts. A worthy climax to my first decade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More coming up tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-3730856303796484300?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/3730856303796484300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=3730856303796484300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/3730856303796484300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/3730856303796484300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-birthday-number-ones-1961-1971.html' title='My Birthday Number Ones (1961-1971)'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ERy5sp3-jf0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-890993423926711334</id><published>2011-02-14T06:51:00.006Z</published><updated>2011-02-14T06:51:00.603Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clapham'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='London'/><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day!</title><content type='html'>Happy love-fest to all you loved-up couples out there! Some photos of the Valentine's celebrations in Clapham and London: a veritable orgy of balloons, hearts, cake and pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F_Q2EprteXc/TVceNOrJXZI/AAAAAAAABrQ/hZEXCJVvs1Y/s1600/IMG_1417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F_Q2EprteXc/TVceNOrJXZI/AAAAAAAABrQ/hZEXCJVvs1Y/s400/IMG_1417.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572956276520476050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Birksen Florists in Clapham Old Town always have the most ravishing seasonal windows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zt8n4OI2Eho/TVceNFeoxsI/AAAAAAAABrI/ca4xNXFQ-hY/s1600/IMG_0981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zt8n4OI2Eho/TVceNFeoxsI/AAAAAAAABrI/ca4xNXFQ-hY/s400/IMG_0981.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572956274052089538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MHSl_-XdxZA/TVceMqYJWYI/AAAAAAAABrA/8HSzf3faKIg/s1600/IMG_0983.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MHSl_-XdxZA/TVceMqYJWYI/AAAAAAAABrA/8HSzf3faKIg/s400/IMG_0983.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572956266777106818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love is a four letter word: cakes from Konditor and Cook in Borough Market&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-56JX4IW5AcM/TVceMdR0fuI/AAAAAAAABq4/QEzrMFjNmvc/s1600/IMG_0968.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-56JX4IW5AcM/TVceMdR0fuI/AAAAAAAABq4/QEzrMFjNmvc/s400/IMG_0968.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572956263260913378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ceramic Valentines from North Street Potters, Clapham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-osmvcY_bOeM/TVcdq8v3WTI/AAAAAAAABqw/UklcdE2NFzY/s1600/IMG_1328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-osmvcY_bOeM/TVcdq8v3WTI/AAAAAAAABqw/UklcdE2NFzY/s400/IMG_1328.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572955687592876338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You know you want me: cards from Scribbler, branches all over London&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-890993423926711334?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/890993423926711334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=890993423926711334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/890993423926711334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/890993423926711334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F_Q2EprteXc/TVceNOrJXZI/AAAAAAAABrQ/hZEXCJVvs1Y/s72-c/IMG_1417.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-8265770736086278202</id><published>2011-02-13T10:55:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-02-13T11:20:27.775Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Chez Jules in Birmingham</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.qype.co.uk/ukg31-birmingham'&gt;Birmingham&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href='http://www.qype.co.uk/ukg31-birmingham/categories/883-eating-and-drinking-in-birmingham'&gt;Eating &amp;amp; Drinking&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href='http://www.qype.co.uk/ukg31-birmingham/categories/1-restaurants'&gt;Restaurants&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href='http://www.qype.co.uk/ukg31-birmingham/categories/136-french-restaurants-in-birmingham'&gt;French&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MJ2RlakHrzg/TVe8TL4Kx1I/AAAAAAAABrg/6G6JlPCJ55o/s1600/IMG_0958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MJ2RlakHrzg/TVe8TL4Kx1I/AAAAAAAABrg/6G6JlPCJ55o/s400/IMG_0958.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573130101686191954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ah, Birmingham - I go every year for the Spring Fair. We decided to beat the crush travelling back to London by eating in town first. I chose this place due to it’s mostly good reviews and as a change from our more usual Indian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hm3DUHIHego/TVe8TCzmjTI/AAAAAAAABrY/sMbhlSgDvXU/s1600/IMG_0952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hm3DUHIHego/TVe8TCzmjTI/AAAAAAAABrY/sMbhlSgDvXU/s400/IMG_0952.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573130099251121458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chez Jules is just off New Street very close to the Station. It’s on the first floor, and the rather grubby entrance staircase doesn’t prepare you for the handsome, large, split-level dining room upstairs. There was a great buzz, even on a pre-Valentine grey tuesday in February. We got a big welcome by the friendly and mostly efficient staff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smoked salmon pancakes arrived very swiftly. Obviously pre-prepared much earlier in the day and refrigerated sadly flattening the taste of the fish and it’s herby pancake wrapping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A trainee waiter took away my cutlery at this point, so when my main course arrived I had no knife and fork. Frantic waving to flag down someone to help ensued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My main was an accurately cooked, meltingly tender chicken chasseur. The sauce was well-judged, not overpowering the chicken. To accompany it I had the house’s famous potato gratin, which comes in it’s own little frying pan - absolutely delicious; perfect comfort food for a cold winter’s night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QDOqHts1YfE/TVe8TgO9hrI/AAAAAAAABro/p9hKptVQ3sk/s1600/IMG_0960.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QDOqHts1YfE/TVe8TgO9hrI/AAAAAAAABro/p9hKptVQ3sk/s400/IMG_0960.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573130107150501554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To finish, a large slice of tarte tatin - pastry not as crisp as I would have liked but there was an amazing depth of toffee apple goodness, served on a wash of excellent custard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3VqFHMwAmLg/TVe8Tx1lfiI/AAAAAAAABrw/32drNRtQdKM/s1600/IMG_0961.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3VqFHMwAmLg/TVe8Tx1lfiI/AAAAAAAABrw/32drNRtQdKM/s400/IMG_0961.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573130111875907106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all, we felt it was a delightful, characterful yet unpretentious sort of place serving honest, good food. A good choice, and for the price, very deserving of 4 stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out my review of &lt;a href='http://www.qype.co.uk/place/65141-Chez-Jules-Birmingham'&gt;Chez Jules&lt;/a&gt; - I am &lt;a href='http://www.qype.co.uk/people/hedgiecc'&gt;hedgiecc&lt;/a&gt; - on &lt;a href='http://www.qype.co.uk/'&gt;Qype&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-8265770736086278202?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/8265770736086278202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=8265770736086278202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/8265770736086278202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/8265770736086278202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/02/qype-chez-jules-in-birmingham.html' title='Chez Jules in Birmingham'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MJ2RlakHrzg/TVe8TL4Kx1I/AAAAAAAABrg/6G6JlPCJ55o/s72-c/IMG_0958.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-1722126474965476359</id><published>2011-02-07T19:59:00.008Z</published><updated>2011-02-07T20:29:48.986Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocolate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='London'/><title type='text'>Chinese New Year</title><content type='html'>Kung Hei Fat Choy! Happy Chinese New Year!  I went on a photo-walk in Soho and here are the results.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TVBU8xVY8_I/AAAAAAAABqo/vGfqshte5U8/s1600/DSC_0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TVBU8xVY8_I/AAAAAAAABqo/vGfqshte5U8/s400/DSC_0008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571046142069240818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TVBPlkrcIPI/AAAAAAAABqg/KOdvkGzzBJI/s1600/DSC_0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TVBPlkrcIPI/AAAAAAAABqg/KOdvkGzzBJI/s400/DSC_0025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571040245976932594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TVBPlYB_m_I/AAAAAAAABqY/-49rBBzoru0/s1600/DSC_0032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TVBPlYB_m_I/AAAAAAAABqY/-49rBBzoru0/s400/DSC_0032.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571040242581871602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TVBPk516ZoI/AAAAAAAABqQ/DoYibkqQvBY/s1600/DSC_0038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TVBPk516ZoI/AAAAAAAABqQ/DoYibkqQvBY/s400/DSC_0038.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571040234478134914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TVBPkp0qRJI/AAAAAAAABqI/I7JQ1pYhCvA/s1600/DSC_0049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TVBPkp0qRJI/AAAAAAAABqI/I7JQ1pYhCvA/s400/DSC_0049.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571040230177916050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the year of the metallic rabbit.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TVBPkBy661I/AAAAAAAABqA/y4vqfWZ8Wg0/s1600/bunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TVBPkBy661I/AAAAAAAABqA/y4vqfWZ8Wg0/s400/bunny.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571040219433200466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hve mine already! And if I'm very good I'll get to enjoy it at Easter :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-1722126474965476359?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/1722126474965476359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=1722126474965476359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/1722126474965476359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/1722126474965476359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/02/chinese-new-year.html' title='Chinese New Year'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TVBU8xVY8_I/AAAAAAAABqo/vGfqshte5U8/s72-c/DSC_0008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-7132551129365664290</id><published>2011-01-29T15:05:00.006Z</published><updated>2011-01-29T16:07:33.557Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='London'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Cheese Tasting at Le Café du Marché in London</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TUQxdhjhi9I/AAAAAAAABoU/ZVuGnohfCSg/s1600/IMG_0755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TUQxdhjhi9I/AAAAAAAABoU/ZVuGnohfCSg/s400/IMG_0755.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567629422630112210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday’s cheese and wine tasting at Le Café du Marché was exactly what was needed to slough off the late-January blues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The restaurant is hidden down a cobbled alleyway just off Charterhouse Square: one of those charming surprises that London tucks away in odd corners. It’s in a converted Victorian warehouse - all huge windows, profusely flowering window boxes, white-painted brickwork and pretty signage. Our event was up a spiral staircase in the upstairs room - featuring very handsome exposed beams, warm brick and delightfully French decorative touches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TUQxdasJpMI/AAAAAAAABoM/53I6tEmkUEU/s1600/IMG_0756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TUQxdasJpMI/AAAAAAAABoM/53I6tEmkUEU/s400/IMG_0756.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567629420787246274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I immediately sensed I was in good hands with the staff, who briskly whisked away my coat and proffered a welcoming glass of sparkling rosé. After a brief chat to meet the other Qypers present we all sat down to the main event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TUQxd2Y_u1I/AAAAAAAABoc/zDfJuDkQlVY/s1600/IMG_0747.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TUQxd2Y_u1I/AAAAAAAABoc/zDfJuDkQlVY/s400/IMG_0747.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567629428223097682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TUQxea_2zOI/AAAAAAAABok/GGozJt0DEbQ/s1600/IMG_0746.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TUQxea_2zOI/AAAAAAAABok/GGozJt0DEbQ/s400/IMG_0746.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567629438049766626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom Badcock of Cheese Cellar and Joel Lauga of Great Western Wine had prepared an amazing evening of cheese and wine pairings. Tom especially is a fabulously over-the-top cheese genius (“I grew up on a farm milking goats”), and I scrambled to type notes on my iPhone as Joel’s parade of wines took swift hold of my freshly-detoxed January brain:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Cheeses are dynamic - they move”;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thistles are coagulants - hence “milk” thistles - but the ancient Romans used snails to coagulate their cheese;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Swiss Vicherin killed more people than any other cheese” (Tom was particularly strong on European cheese culture wars);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And perhaps the comment of the night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The best Roquefort is put down a cave and stroked for six months by French troglodytes.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom explained that blue cheeses only go with sweet wines, and illustrating the point perfectly was Joel’s choice of 2008 Domaine Castera Cuvée Privilège - a divine wine which is definitely going on my must-buy list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tikichris/5395416084/" title="DSC_3597 by Tiki Chris, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4090/5395416084_b227339d35.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="DSC_3597" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tom Badcock from &lt;a href="http://www.cheesecellar.co.uk/"&gt;Cheese Cellar&lt;/a&gt; (photo by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tikichris/"&gt;Tiki Chris&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another stand-out pairing for me was the 2009 Gewurztraminer Classici DOC, Alto Adige, Colterenzio with lactic goats cheeses. I also loved the Rioja with the Vicherin (Mont d’Or).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheese-wise it is unfair to expect me to pick a highlight as anything cheesy rocks my world, although I came away with a firm resolve to eat more Vicherin (in season NOW) and to hunt down a Lancashire bomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hosts at Le Café topped the evening with more Rosé and a wonderful spread of charcuterie and crudités. To finish, a fudgy and deeply flavoursome rhubarb sorbet. What an amazing restaurant - I highly recommend a visit; in fact I am planning to go back for my birthday next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TUQxcwqO12I/AAAAAAAABoE/R3iYwIwrXjg/s1600/IMG_0761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TUQxcwqO12I/AAAAAAAABoE/R3iYwIwrXjg/s400/IMG_0761.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567629409504909154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Qype for arranging this truly stunning evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out my review of &lt;a href='http://www.qype.co.uk/place/248093-Le-Cafe-Du-Marche-London'&gt;Le Cafe Du Marche&lt;/a&gt; - I am &lt;a href='http://www.qype.co.uk/people/hedgiecc'&gt;hedgiecc&lt;/a&gt; - on &lt;a href='http://www.qype.co.uk/'&gt;Qype&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-7132551129365664290?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/7132551129365664290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=7132551129365664290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/7132551129365664290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/7132551129365664290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/01/qype-le-cafe-du-marche-in-london.html' title='Cheese Tasting at Le Café du Marché in London'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TUQxdhjhi9I/AAAAAAAABoU/ZVuGnohfCSg/s72-c/IMG_0755.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-4936256837507019677</id><published>2011-01-23T13:12:00.006Z</published><updated>2011-01-23T15:21:00.437Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wish list'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='London'/><title type='text'>London Art Fair</title><content type='html'>The energy and enthusiasm of the city always amazes me. On a dark, freezing night at the beginning of January - a time to be tucked up in the warmth at home detoxing after December’s blow-out - throngs of Londoners descended &lt;em&gt;en masse&lt;/em&gt; on the 23rd &lt;a href="http://www.londonartfair.co.uk/"&gt;London Art Fair&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TTwv6vMttyI/AAAAAAAABn0/kgSgEbi7DKk/s1600/IMG_0738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TTwv6vMttyI/AAAAAAAABn0/kgSgEbi7DKk/s400/IMG_0738.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565375925671802658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has now officially become a venerable institution and it’s great to see the Fair thriving despite all the developments in the London art fair scene in the last decade - at the affordable end, London now has the Spring and Autumn Affordable Art Fairs in Battersea, and of course Frieze occupies the high-end Avant Garde international slot. But the London Art Fair seems to straddle quite successfully the contemporary-ish, affordable-ish well-heeled (and unsqueezed) middle ground - focussing mainly on UK Art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much of the stuff on display was familiar if you’ve been to London galleries or other fairs during the past year, but it is good to see it all mixed up with emerging artists and the more affordable side of the ‘big names’. I’d really like a Tracey Emin etching! - and it was great to see again Grayson Perry’s amazing &lt;em&gt;Walthamstow Tapestry&lt;/em&gt; (last viewed at the Victoria Miro Gallery) and some of his ceramics dotted around. There was an incredible buzz at the preview evening and so much to see. The Fair ends today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TTwv61Wy5HI/AAAAAAAABn8/eEgIPOKYPcI/s1600/IMG_0726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TTwv61Wy5HI/AAAAAAAABn8/eEgIPOKYPcI/s400/IMG_0726.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565375927324697714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of Emily Young's beautiful angels - the way she works with the markings in in the stone is exquisite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TTwvVPH5WyI/AAAAAAAABns/fw-GkHEv1ME/s1600/IMG_0730.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TTwvVPH5WyI/AAAAAAAABns/fw-GkHEv1ME/s400/IMG_0730.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565375281406499618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A detail from Ralph Fleck's &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Antiquariat&lt;/span&gt; (2010, Purdy Hicks Gallery)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TTwvU7kF1SI/AAAAAAAABnk/KXtAqeySM48/s1600/IMG_0736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TTwvU7kF1SI/AAAAAAAABnk/KXtAqeySM48/s400/IMG_0736.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565375276156048674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A gorgeous floral by Ffiona Lewis - &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Window Poppy - Cerulean Blue&lt;/span&gt; (2011, Redfern Gallery)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TTwvUpCGeUI/AAAAAAAABnc/aLpfHfIqFR4/s1600/IMG_0733.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TTwvUpCGeUI/AAAAAAAABnc/aLpfHfIqFR4/s400/IMG_0733.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565375271181646146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If I had the cash this is the one I would buy - a quietly powerful early work by Derrick Greaves (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;L'Humanite&lt;/span&gt;, c 1953)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TTwvUMxUqPI/AAAAAAAABnU/K4gluN4Kz0A/s1600/IMG_0741.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TTwvUMxUqPI/AAAAAAAABnU/K4gluN4Kz0A/s400/IMG_0741.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565375263595079922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TTwvTgMxzMI/AAAAAAAABnM/f6rGVaPRmzw/s1600/IMG_0742.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TTwvTgMxzMI/AAAAAAAABnM/f6rGVaPRmzw/s400/IMG_0742.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565375251630640322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many thanks to &lt;a href="http://zefrog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nic&lt;/a&gt; for inviting me to accompany him - you can read his review for &lt;a href="http://londonist.com/"&gt;Londonist&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://londonist.com/2011/01/review-london-art-fair-2011.php"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-4936256837507019677?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/4936256837507019677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=4936256837507019677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/4936256837507019677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/4936256837507019677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/01/london-art-fair.html' title='London Art Fair'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TTwv6vMttyI/AAAAAAAABn0/kgSgEbi7DKk/s72-c/IMG_0738.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-8254424500188220743</id><published>2011-01-09T07:09:00.007Z</published><updated>2011-01-09T08:19:10.734Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memoir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>2010 - my year in twelve photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;January&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TSlgOHGS-WI/AAAAAAAABnE/SSQie60NzIU/s1600/2010-January.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TSlgOHGS-WI/AAAAAAAABnE/SSQie60NzIU/s400/2010-January.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560081010505480546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Appropriately enough for a year packed with political action, I began by attending the photographers' protest in Trafalgar Square against the heavy-handed implementation of Section 44 of the Terrorism Act by the metropolitan police. Retrospectively compared to the student protests of later in the year, this was very genteel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;February&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TSlgN99E-YI/AAAAAAAABm8/pQfg1jaz4Dg/s1600/2010-February.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TSlgN99E-YI/AAAAAAAABm8/pQfg1jaz4Dg/s400/2010-February.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560081008050895234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lesley insisted I celebrate my birthday and these chocolate-mint cupcakes really cheered me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TSlgBEVH-fI/AAAAAAAABm0/6zmBurGnHZw/s1600/2010-March.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TSlgBEVH-fI/AAAAAAAABm0/6zmBurGnHZw/s400/2010-March.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560080786424068594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not an easy month, but one that reaffirmed the preciousness of famiy ties: my sister-in-law had a difficult recovery from a routine operation, and while she was in hospital my niece collapsed on a shopping trip and was whisked away by ambulance for &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;hours&lt;/span&gt; of tests. My nephew and I slipped away for a quick pizza. He very sweetly left half of his for his father and sister. Luckily, everyone made a full and energetic recovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TSlgAyYbrKI/AAAAAAAABms/vQuulyJrJ1A/s1600/2010-April.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TSlgAyYbrKI/AAAAAAAABms/vQuulyJrJ1A/s400/2010-April.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560080781606104226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A volcano who no one had ever heard of blew up in remote Iceland, and it was truly stunning how many of my friends, relations, acquaintances and colleagues its ash cloud inconvenienced. Roy and Glenis (luckily for us) were here already, but were delayed going home. We had a very jolly early picnic at Kew with their two-year old granddaughter Lulu. (photo courtesy Lulu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TSlgA2TnU4I/AAAAAAAABmk/eLPlJnQuMGI/s1600/2010-May.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TSlgA2TnU4I/AAAAAAAABmk/eLPlJnQuMGI/s400/2010-May.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560080782659638146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A lovely month with many happy get togethers but perhaps the most memorable was an early birthday party at &lt;a href="http://www.saigon-saigon.co.uk/"&gt;Saigon Saigon&lt;/a&gt; for the lovely &lt;a href="http://fastapproaching50.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sue&lt;/a&gt; (another victim of the Icelandic volcano). All Sue's London friends were in attendance.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TSlgArxd2kI/AAAAAAAABmc/zpDS7KMgZeI/s1600/2010-June.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TSlgArxd2kI/AAAAAAAABmc/zpDS7KMgZeI/s400/2010-June.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560080779832056386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;South Africa's long awaited football world cup started. I joined my flickr and facebook friend &lt;a href="http://charlesfred.blogspot.com/"&gt;Charles&lt;/a&gt; for a night of supporting Holland outside London's Dutch pub, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/De_Hems"&gt;De Hems&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TSlgAdx7myI/AAAAAAAABmU/7VTvcxpGT5k/s1600/2010-July.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TSlgAdx7myI/AAAAAAAABmU/7VTvcxpGT5k/s400/2010-July.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560080776075909922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John and Caroline, being very cautious types, waited 20 years before deciding the time was right to get married. They did so in high style, in a beautiful forest ceremony at a country house in Somerset, with much pleasant carousing over the course of a weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;August&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TSlfnc7pD2I/AAAAAAAABmM/NGyA6wGXzYk/s1600/2010-August.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TSlfnc7pD2I/AAAAAAAABmM/NGyA6wGXzYk/s400/2010-August.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560080346351472482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We all flew back to Jo'burg for my Mother's 80th birthday party at the Westcliff hotel, and a second wedding reception at Inanda country club. It was great catching up with my oldest and best friends in both Jo'burg and Cape Town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TSlfnAZNogI/AAAAAAAABmE/7CxiJOTDyyw/s1600/2010-September.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TSlfnAZNogI/AAAAAAAABmE/7CxiJOTDyyw/s400/2010-September.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560080338690875906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The South African jaunt spilled over to early September, allowing me to post another photo - Sue again, with Mark, at another picnic in early Spring: at the West Coast Nature reserve (home to fabulous displays of daisies, as well as cliff rocks basking in sunshine with terrific views)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;October&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TSlfm6IxsCI/AAAAAAAABl8/7lDg9LIo7p4/s1600/2010-october.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TSlfm6IxsCI/AAAAAAAABl8/7lDg9LIo7p4/s400/2010-october.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560080337011322914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A landmark month for me, seeing my first ever paid gig as a photographer at an official event (thanks to Emma for believing in me!) Careerwise, things reached a new level with the company offering me a full-time permanent position working from home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;November&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TSlfmjfgzZI/AAAAAAAABl0/ZYdU9L1UyTg/s1600/2010-november.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TSlfmjfgzZI/AAAAAAAABl0/ZYdU9L1UyTg/s400/2010-november.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560080330932669842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Snows in November - for the first time since I came to live in London in 1986! On the streets of London things were hotting up though with a series of protests by students against the ramping up of tuition fees (and the shocking U-turn by the Lib Dems on the issue).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TSlfmkfaoZI/AAAAAAAABls/1731bkKVKIc/s1600/2010-December.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TSlfmkfaoZI/AAAAAAAABls/1731bkKVKIc/s400/2010-December.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560080331200700818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I host Christmas! - Actually for the first time since moving to my flat. A super-jumbo turkey kept us all well-fed for three meals running!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-8254424500188220743?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/8254424500188220743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=8254424500188220743&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/8254424500188220743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/8254424500188220743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2011/01/2010-my-year-in-twelve-photos.html' title='2010 - my year in twelve photos'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TSlgOHGS-WI/AAAAAAAABnE/SSQie60NzIU/s72-c/2010-January.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-6007887534297486793</id><published>2010-12-31T18:47:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-12-31T19:07:56.667Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>New Year's Eve</title><content type='html'>CVI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;The flying cloud, the frosty light:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;The year is dying in the night;&lt;br /&gt;Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ring out the old, ring in the new,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Ring, happy bells, across the snow:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;The year is going, let him go;&lt;br /&gt;Ring out the false, ring in the true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ring out the grief that saps the mind,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;For those that here we see no more;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Ring out the feud of rich and poor,&lt;br /&gt;Ring in redress to all mankind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ring out a slowly dying cause,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;And ancient forms of party strife;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Ring in the nobler modes of life,&lt;br /&gt;With sweeter manners, purer laws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ring out the want, the care, the sin,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;The faithless coldness of the times;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Ring out, ring out my mournful rhymes,&lt;br /&gt;But ring the fuller minstrel in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ring out false pride in place and blood,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;The civic slander and the spite;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Ring in the love of truth and right,&lt;br /&gt;Ring in the common love of good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ring out old shapes of foul disease;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Ring out the narrowing lust of gold;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Ring out the thousand wars of old,&lt;br /&gt;Ring in the thousand years of peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ring in the valiant man and free,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;The larger heart, the kindlier hand;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Ring out the darkness of the land,&lt;br /&gt;Ring in the Christ that is to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;~ from &lt;em&gt;In Memoriam&lt;/em&gt;, Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-6007887534297486793?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/6007887534297486793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=6007887534297486793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/6007887534297486793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/6007887534297486793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-year-eve.html' title='New Year&amp;#39;s 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term='musings'/><title type='text'>I've been away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TLNdIqAI_EI/AAAAAAAABg8/trGJR_jX5ds/s1600/DSC_9525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TLNdIqAI_EI/AAAAAAAABg8/trGJR_jX5ds/s400/DSC_9525.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526863571008945218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... but I'm back now. Heavens lots has been happening over the last few months! A quick catch of breath and then onwards to Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-4219312023452535408?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/4219312023452535408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=4219312023452535408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/4219312023452535408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/4219312023452535408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2010/10/ive-been-away.html' title='I&apos;ve been away'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TLNdIqAI_EI/AAAAAAAABg8/trGJR_jX5ds/s72-c/DSC_9525.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-721541892797484493</id><published>2010-07-29T11:28:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T11:28:00.458+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='London'/><title type='text'>London Stone</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT COLOR="#000000"&gt;.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TFC1R30YwGI/AAAAAAAABeQ/8TTooFp13GI/s1600/DSC_9224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TFC1R30YwGI/AAAAAAAABeQ/8TTooFp13GI/s400/DSC_9224.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499094463665455202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a child outgrowing its toys, London has its very own transitional object: the London Stone. The city has clung onto this object for so long it has forgotten why it was important in the first place: fertile ground for urban legends to flourish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Already a subject of speculation in the 16th century, subsequently identified in turn as a Roman milestone, as a Druid monument, as the ‘Stone of Brutus’ and as ‘London’s original fetish stone’, it is now considered by some to play an essential role in the ‘sacred geometry’ of London. How have such diverse opinions as to its purpose arisen? – and &lt;a href="http://heritageaction.wordpress.com/2010/03/17/london-stone-making-a-myth-3/"&gt;can we truly identify&lt;/a&gt; its date and its original function?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently it’s on very important ley lines; it may have been part of an ancient megalith circle; it is reputedly the fountain of authority in the city; it protects the city from harm. And it is does all this from a frankly grim spot on Cannon Street across from the station - housed in a dirty little wrought-iron shrine at ankle height, built into the side of a shortly-to-be redeveloped shop. Sad and crumbling and no different to any other lump of stone you’ve ever come across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TFC1SJqBAWI/AAAAAAAABeY/DIGLsU5ftKQ/s1600/DSC_9231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TFC1SJqBAWI/AAAAAAAABeY/DIGLsU5ftKQ/s400/DSC_9231.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499094468453794146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s documented way back (mentioned by Shakespeare, no less), and according to John Clark (the former Senior Curator (Medieval) at the &lt;a href="http://www.museumoflondon.org.uk/English/"&gt;Museum of London&lt;/a&gt;) was sited in a very interesting location in the geographies of both Roman and Anglo-Saxon London. However, the Enlightenment in its arrogance moved it (all?) out to the side of the road and the Victorians bricked it up in the side of a church. Oh, and completely removed all archeological trace of its original site when Cannon Street was cut-and-covered for the Circle Line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there it is. A London mystery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-721541892797484493?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/721541892797484493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=721541892797484493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/721541892797484493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/721541892797484493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2010/07/london-stone.html' title='London Stone'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TFC1R30YwGI/AAAAAAAABeQ/8TTooFp13GI/s72-c/DSC_9224.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-887536491606069987</id><published>2010-07-28T23:18:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T00:02:37.000+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clapham'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>A cucumber grows in Clapham</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TFCt1xtDzSI/AAAAAAAABeI/wFdIYn_RF5E/s1600/DSC_9277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TFCt1xtDzSI/AAAAAAAABeI/wFdIYn_RF5E/s400/DSC_9277.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499086284406377762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT COLOR="#000000"&gt;..................................&lt;/FONT&gt;A tomato too . . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TFCt1UqbY_I/AAAAAAAABeA/VpxveF1ZCF4/s1600/DSC_7953.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TFCt1UqbY_I/AAAAAAAABeA/VpxveF1ZCF4/s400/DSC_7953.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499086276610712562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT COLOR="#000000"&gt;..................................&lt;/FONT&gt;Farmer Ed for the win!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-887536491606069987?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/887536491606069987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=887536491606069987&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/887536491606069987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/887536491606069987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2010/07/cucumber-grows-in-clapham.html' title='A cucumber grows in Clapham'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TFCt1xtDzSI/AAAAAAAABeI/wFdIYn_RF5E/s72-c/DSC_9277.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-7487549318874785481</id><published>2010-07-26T22:03:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T23:37:28.194+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Inception</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TE39fuGMNAI/AAAAAAAABd4/keEsoiIPDwc/s1600/Inception_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TE39fuGMNAI/AAAAAAAABd4/keEsoiIPDwc/s320/Inception_poster.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498329441481012226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;spoiler alert&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inception&lt;/strong&gt; brilliantly marries the folded Russian doll structure of David Mitchell’s &lt;strong&gt;Cloud Atlas&lt;/strong&gt; with the surreal CGI of &lt;strong&gt;The Matrix&lt;/strong&gt;, with all the ravishing visual aesthetics of &lt;strong&gt;House of Flying Daggers&lt;/strong&gt; thrown in as a bonus. It is very ingenious and very thrilling to watch, and fully deserves all the acclaim it has received.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leonardo Di Caprio’s Dom Cobb and his merry band invade the dreams of corporate chief Robert Fischer (Cillian Murphy) in order to implant an idea beneficial to the corporation’s competitors. However, it becomes clear the young victim has had training in repelling this kind of invasion and his subconsciousness throws up defences against the attackers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to reach their goal they have to go deeper – to a dream world within a dream world within a dream world. Of course they are up against obstacles and deadlines in all three worlds simultaneously, making for an exceptionally action-packed ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My slight quibble here though is the uni-dimensional nature of the defenders – they essentially do the same thing on all three levels (so why have levels?) – and have a severe case of baddy-bad-aim-itis (excepting one lucky hit at the beginning). Fleshing out the interior psychological landscape of Fisher – something hinted at but never ultimately deeply explored - may have made for an even more entertaining and surprising journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It transpires the emotionally damaged Cobb brings the subconscious projection of his deceased wife Mal with him and she becomes the film’s real and major threat – chillingly played by Marion Cotillard. (The acting throughout is superb but to be honest none of the roles is a real stretch for actors of this ability.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christopher Nolan superbly and quite originally uses the conventions of film-making – a scene cut for example – as a metaphor for a dream state. This allows him a bravura ending: superficially quiet and unwinding, it subtly increases tension and threat until one is left hanging, breathlessly, on the very last frame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-7487549318874785481?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/7487549318874785481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=7487549318874785481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/7487549318874785481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/7487549318874785481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2010/07/inception.html' title='Inception'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TE39fuGMNAI/AAAAAAAABd4/keEsoiIPDwc/s72-c/Inception_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-4176470410908442431</id><published>2010-07-12T01:35:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T01:49:04.851+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Eclipse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TDpkzV5jDeI/AAAAAAAABag/ncnU6uTHRVA/s1600/taylor-lautner-shirtless-abs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TDpkzV5jDeI/AAAAAAAABag/ncnU6uTHRVA/s320/taylor-lautner-shirtless-abs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492813528746364386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went to see &lt;A HREF="http://www.eclipsethemovie.com/"&gt;Eclipse&lt;/A&gt; the movie on eclipse the night (go figure - it's New Moon as well) with Emma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor Lautner is a shoo-in for the Oscar for Best Torso in a Motion Picture. That is all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-4176470410908442431?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/4176470410908442431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=4176470410908442431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/4176470410908442431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/4176470410908442431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2010/07/eclipse.html' title='Eclipse'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TDpkzV5jDeI/AAAAAAAABag/ncnU6uTHRVA/s72-c/taylor-lautner-shirtless-abs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-7522186130781501755</id><published>2010-07-11T12:15:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T12:51:35.164+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>Hup Holland Hup!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TDmtabjDEuI/AAAAAAAABaA/mb3vX_N3Lvc/s1600/DSC_7915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TDmtabjDEuI/AAAAAAAABaA/mb3vX_N3Lvc/s400/DSC_7915.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492611890137993954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today is the World Cup Final! Whoever wins, it's been a superb win for South Africa and indeed the continent. The overwhelming majority of news out of the continent up to now has been sad - poverty, famine, bad governance - but there always has been another side that the developed world has been slow to appreciate: the magnificent fortitude, ingenuity, persistence and warmth of its people. And these days Africa is taking off economically and politically. South Africa indeed with its excellent regulation regime escaped the financial meltdown that has struck Europe and North America. Thabo Mbeki hoped for an African Renaissance and it looks as though it's starting to happen. This hugely successful World Cup tournament finishing in South Africa today is an indication that Africa is indeed on its way. For the first time is what seems like forever, the entire world is focused on a happy, joyful event which has been staged and managed superbly well. Having grown up there, I know what a massive jolt of confidence and pride this is giving all South Africans and I am very happy about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be supporting Holland in the finals today - I think it would be a pleasing result regarding Holland's lengthy relationship with South Africa, and Holland has never won before (neither has Spain, though).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TDmtbGzvQhI/AAAAAAAABaQ/S7gesjWXfmk/s1600/DSC_7917.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TDmtbGzvQhI/AAAAAAAABaQ/S7gesjWXfmk/s400/DSC_7917.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492611901750723090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TDmtam2TiSI/AAAAAAAABaI/wK_hhhnmsZI/s1600/DSC_7916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TDmtam2TiSI/AAAAAAAABaI/wK_hhhnmsZI/s400/DSC_7916.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492611893171554594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I watched the semi finals in a pub in Soho with my &lt;A HREF="http://www.flickr.com/photos/charlesfred/"&gt;flickr friend&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A HREF="http://charlesfred.blogspot.com/"&gt;Charles Roffey&lt;/A&gt;. &lt;A HREF="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/De_Hems"&gt;De Hems&lt;/A&gt; just off London's Chinatown is the official Dutch pub in London - and has been for over a hundred years! One always learns something new about London. The pub was mobbed by huge crowds of thrilled Dutch supporters. Charles was interviewed by &lt;A HREF="http://charlesfred.blogspot.com/2010/07/checking-if-this-works.html"&gt;Winkball&lt;/A&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing all those Dutch supporters the thrill of a lifetime this afternoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TDmtZx8-CFI/AAAAAAAABZ4/XAuQmY8Srk0/s1600/DSC_7906.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TDmtZx8-CFI/AAAAAAAABZ4/XAuQmY8Srk0/s400/DSC_7906.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492611878972426322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TDmtblw2TpI/AAAAAAAABaY/h8QB50Vp4SM/s1600/DSC_7926.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TDmtblw2TpI/AAAAAAAABaY/h8QB50Vp4SM/s400/DSC_7926.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492611910060101266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-7522186130781501755?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/7522186130781501755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=7522186130781501755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/7522186130781501755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/7522186130781501755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2010/07/hup-holland-hup.html' title='Hup Holland Hup!'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TDmtabjDEuI/AAAAAAAABaA/mb3vX_N3Lvc/s72-c/DSC_7915.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-6310222543670520561</id><published>2010-07-10T16:33:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T17:07:13.515+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Britain is not a passively accepting country</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT COLOR="#000000"&gt;.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TDiZwpkduvI/AAAAAAAABZI/3d7F3CJypeg/s1600/greg_philo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 140px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TDiZwpkduvI/AAAAAAAABZI/3d7F3CJypeg/s200/greg_philo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492308806649887474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Still obsessing over the direction we are heading in economically - looks like we're heading for a perfect storm in a couple of years' time! I intend to periodically track our progress or otherwise to economic Armageddon. First up, this quote I spotted the other day from Prof Greg Philo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;"The slash and burn economics which we are now being offered will depress economic growth, since much of the stimulus for private enterprise comes from public spending. The public is likely to reject the cuts because they believe our problems result from the misdeeds of a wealthy minority. There is no political capital in asking the bottom half of the population which has only nine per cent of the wealth to pick up the bill through lost jobs and regressive taxation. Britain is not a passively accepting country; when in the past government policies have been seen as profoundly unjust, they have provoked social agitation. If this happens, the markets will be depressed even more and we move further down the economic spiral that the coalition with little mandate and less economic sense is now producing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The UK has £5,500 billion of private wealth agglomerated in the top 20 per cent of the population, much of it in inflated property values making it effectively dead money. A far better way of tackling the deficit would be a radical tax on property, which would re-cycle some of this wealth back into the productive sector via government spending" - Prof Greg Philo, Glasow University Media Group, in the &lt;A HREF="http://www.thisislondon.co.uk/standard/"&gt;Evening Standard&lt;/A&gt; 6 July 2010(not on their website)&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-6310222543670520561?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/6310222543670520561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=6310222543670520561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/6310222543670520561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/6310222543670520561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2010/07/britain-is-not-passively-accepting.html' title='Britain is not a passively accepting country'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TDiZwpkduvI/AAAAAAAABZI/3d7F3CJypeg/s72-c/greg_philo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-1173941823775001132</id><published>2010-06-29T23:34:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T00:07:31.772+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocolate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>And it's all over</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT COLOR="#000000"&gt;.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TCp6W3SzXOI/AAAAAAAABVA/UqO_2ebeRKA/s1600/DSC_6645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TCp6W3SzXOI/AAAAAAAABVA/UqO_2ebeRKA/s320/DSC_6645.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488333629122895074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep the England team have just arrived home, sneaking into Heathrow terminal 5, earlier than expected. Some Mars bars are suddenly beyond their sell-by date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TCp6Xioqi0I/AAAAAAAABVI/XRkCw87kQdA/s1600/DSC_7821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TCp6Xioqi0I/AAAAAAAABVI/XRkCw87kQdA/s320/DSC_7821.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488333640757316418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'm a sucker for hype and advertising! I bought my Mars bar before Sunday though - couldn't bear the thought of buying one after the defeat at Germany's hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the theme of chocolate - OMG! A Bailey's truffel bar! Oh my groaning waistband . . . what fresh hell is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TCp6X2TnTmI/AAAAAAAABVQ/WU37M3tGvO0/s1600/DSC_7824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TCp6X2TnTmI/AAAAAAAABVQ/WU37M3tGvO0/s320/DSC_7824.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488333646037732962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-1173941823775001132?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/1173941823775001132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=1173941823775001132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/1173941823775001132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/1173941823775001132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2010/06/and-its-all-over.html' title='And it&apos;s all over'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TCp6W3SzXOI/AAAAAAAABVA/UqO_2ebeRKA/s72-c/DSC_6645.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-1988454855110821256</id><published>2010-06-24T21:31:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T22:48:35.859+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theatre'/><title type='text'>Idomeneo</title><content type='html'>Katie Mitchell’s production for the ENO grew on me as the evening went on, but the thought did arise watching the grand beige minimalist mid-century modern hotel lobby that masquerades as the Palace of King Idomeneo that updating opera productions to weird and wonderful times and locations (the Dr Who approach, if you like) has become too easy a default setting for modern producers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set designers Vicki Mortimer and Alex Eales do it well, but the minimalism is skin deep - the production presents multiple complicated sets (there’s an airport with executive and cattle class lounges; the palace garden becomes a screening room), with ambitious set changes for the backstage crew in between. Loud clunks and bangs from behind the fire curtain heralded the arrival of the final scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TCPRUH_-LJI/AAAAAAAABUw/kknpw47xqJc/s1600/Anton+Graaf+Idomeneo.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TCPRUH_-LJI/AAAAAAAABUw/kknpw47xqJc/s320/Anton+Graaf+Idomeneo.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486458914742348946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It would almost be more original going back to basics and doing an Idomeneo with authentic 18th-century costumes. The original Idomeneo Anton Graaf had a fantastic rococo fantasy of a costume. Can you imagine the sea monster? It can’t be right to do a production where the traditional (and let’s face it, scripted) sea monster does not appear. But alas, exact mid-century modern equivalents for sea monsters were not available to the designers, and the monster was cut (the interval crowd at the ice cream stall was highly indignant). In mitigation, the ENO does a truly memorable storm scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The orchestra led by Edward Gardner and the chorus were absolutely superb. I enjoyed all the leads too, with special honours to Emma Bell as the spoiled, seductive and insane Princess Electra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eno.org/home.php"&gt;Idomeneo&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eno.org/see-whats-on/productions/production-page.php?&amp;itemid=26"&gt;English National Opera&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Coliseum 18 June - 19 July 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-1988454855110821256?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/1988454855110821256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=1988454855110821256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/1988454855110821256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/1988454855110821256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2010/06/idomeneo.html' title='Idomeneo'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TCPRUH_-LJI/AAAAAAAABUw/kknpw47xqJc/s72-c/Anton+Graaf+Idomeneo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-925329439015529700</id><published>2010-06-24T20:28:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T21:31:01.339+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>Tate à Tate: Arshile Gorky, Theo Van Doesburg, Henry Moore and Chris Ofilli</title><content type='html'>A post which went lost and missing earlier this year! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April was a lovely month for visits from far-flung friends. One of my &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/04800726972664143486"&gt;very dearest friends&lt;/a&gt; was in London on a lap of honour the last couple of weeks before a significant milestone. It was fantastic spending time with her and catching up. We had excellent, sociable meals &lt;a href="http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2009/08/jamie-italian.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.saigon-saigon.co.uk/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. She was whisked away to a country spa for a few days, but was back in Londres for an afternoon of hitting the Tates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had not seen any of the temporary exhibitions, so it seemed like a plan. We decided to start at &lt;a href="http://www.tate.org.uk/modern/"&gt;Tate Modern&lt;/a&gt; and take the &lt;a href="http://www.tate.org.uk/tatetotate/"&gt;Tate-to-Tate boat&lt;/a&gt; upstream to &lt;a href="http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/"&gt;Tate Britain&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: #C1FFD0;"&gt;Arshile Gorky: A Retrospective&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest I couldn’t really remember much about &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arshile_Gorky"&gt;Arshile Gorky&lt;/a&gt; from my Art History studies – other than he seemed to be a second-ranking Abstract Expressionist. This show bears that impression out – it contains copious quantities of rather dull and derivative surrealism-based abstraction – all bar one room, which is by far the most impressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Gorky had a desperately unhappy and tragic life – his father left Turkey for America when the future artist was little more than a baby; he and his remaining family had to flee Turkey during the Armenian Genocide and in the aftermath his mother died of starvation in Russia while Gorky was still a teenager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many years later he came across a photograph of himself and his mother from this time and used it as the basis for a series of portraits and paintings: without doubt masterpieces all. Tender, sombre and tragic – a supreme memorial. I responded to these so much more than to the abstracts – several of which were beautiful, but mostly just seemed professional and competent. One wonders if Gorky was in the wrong place at the wrong time – he was a brilliant figurative artist in a New York art world in thrall exclusively to Abstraction.  And it turns out my half-memory was wrong – it was Gorky apparently who lit that Abstract Impressionist fuse. But in retrospect his artistic heirs overshadow him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tate.org.uk/modern/exhibitions/arshilegorky/default.shtm"&gt;Arshile Gorky&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tate Modern&lt;br /&gt;10 February - 3 May 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: #C2FFD1;"&gt;Van Doesburg and the International Avant-Garde: Constructing a New World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Van Doesburg was a founder member of the Avant-Garde and crossed swords with the Bauhaus (before the Bauhaus succumbed to his vision). The title of the show definitely describes it well - his ambition was definitely to construct a new world. The exhibition contains examples of his typographic work, furniture design and architecture as well as painting. The typography still looks modern. This show is hugely fun and very absorbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tate.org.uk/modern/exhibitions/vandoesburg/default.shtm"&gt;Van Doesburg and the International Avant-Garde: Constructing a New World&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000100;"&gt;Tate Modern&lt;br /&gt;4 February - 16 May 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: #C2FFD1;"&gt;Chris Ofilli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of us are Chris Ofili fans and were looking forward to this one with anticipation. A retrospective, especially a first one, is a tricky event for an artist - can the body of work sustain the hype?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ofili is undoubtedly the real thing - stunning paintings and ambitious ensembles; very sensitive drawings too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/chrisofili/default.shtm"&gt;Chris Ofilli&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tate Britain&lt;br /&gt;27 January - 16 May 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: #C2FFD1;"&gt;Henry Moore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This show looks very handsome - the sculptures are arranged against beautiful coloured walls. It’s very refreshing to see Moore’s more intimate pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/henrymoore/default.shtm"&gt;Henry Moore&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tate Britain&lt;br /&gt;24 February - 8 August 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-925329439015529700?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/925329439015529700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=925329439015529700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/925329439015529700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/925329439015529700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2010/06/tate-tate-arshile-gorky-theo-van.html' title='Tate à Tate: Arshile Gorky, Theo Van Doesburg, Henry Moore and Chris Ofilli'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-8212264175812570180</id><published>2010-06-22T23:29:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T11:33:34.912+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Grace Kelly - Style Icon at the V&amp;A</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT COLOR="#000000"&gt;.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;"I am very happy that Grace has found herself such a good part" - Alfred Hitchcock&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TCFAAj-f-JI/AAAAAAAABUg/6HCVS3JO8bg/s1600/grace_kelly_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TCFAAj-f-JI/AAAAAAAABUg/6HCVS3JO8bg/s320/grace_kelly_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485736199515535506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grace Kelly’s film career ended when she was 27 upon her marriage to Prince Ranier of Monaco, and thereafter she lived the life of a European Princess – atoning for her privilege by doing good works while dressed in haute couture. But not acting. A rumoured comeback in 1962 was quickly denied. And thereafter one of the most notable film actresses of her generation did not act in films. Like Garbo before her, she absented herself at the peak of her career: unlike Garbo Grace remained centre stage for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding of the Prince and the actress was incredibly glamorous and hopeful at the time – a symbol of an alliance between an America maturing into easy sophistication with a shattered Europe reinventing itself after the cataclysm of war. Joy was returning to the nations, even if we still had rationing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the dutiful timeline in the V&amp;A’s exhibition brochure tells a more melancholy story – pre 1956, classic films with Alfred Hitchcock - an Oscar for Best Actress; post 1956 – this ball and that ball; cutting this ribbon or that ribbon. And this room full of pretty frocks, so dismally failing to conjure a sense of the woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post Diana and Charles we are used to examining the cracks in the magicked up veneer of "happily ever after" - the newsreel footage showing an interview with Ranier on their engagement reminds one forcefully of Charles's ominously wooden public declaration of love: "Yes, whatever that may mean". Grace acts her part to perfection but there is no screen chemistry with her prince. And the rest is couture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.vam.ac.uk/collections/fashion/gracekelly/home/"&gt;Grace Kelly: Style Icon&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victoria &amp; Albert Museum&lt;br /&gt;running to 26 September 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-8212264175812570180?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/8212264175812570180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=8212264175812570180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/8212264175812570180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/8212264175812570180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2010/06/grace-kelly-style-icon-at-he-v.html' title='Grace Kelly - Style Icon at the V&amp;A'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TCFAAj-f-JI/AAAAAAAABUg/6HCVS3JO8bg/s72-c/grace_kelly_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-6401066840025506598</id><published>2010-06-21T00:07:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T14:54:43.404+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spotted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>The Muffin Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT COLOR="#000000"&gt;.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TB6gDrsSX_I/AAAAAAAABUQ/BGxRi8sMXJM/s1600/muffinman+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TB6gDrsSX_I/AAAAAAAABUQ/BGxRi8sMXJM/s400/muffinman+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484997381312372722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma inducted me into the secret society of Muffin Man devotees this weekend. This cosy teashop blushes unseen just off that orgy of consumerism that is the Kensington High Street - it’s a quietly seductive little slice of Ye Olde England: original retro, not the expertly designed ironic kind. Imagine a country teashop circa 1955; a haven of peace to meditate on the eternal verities of fresh, tasty cakes and perfectly brewed, real tea in china teapots. And scones. Weighed down with cream and jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TB6gCxB9cQI/AAAAAAAABUA/H07K6cb064Y/s1600/muffinman+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TB6gCxB9cQI/AAAAAAAABUA/H07K6cb064Y/s400/muffinman+4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484997365565583618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place was full but relaxed and our waitress was friendly and the kitchen obliging - Emma doesn’t do tomato so they substituted without fuss avocado in our high tea sandwiches, which arrived promptly. Emma’s passion cake was light and high-keyed with bright spicy flavours; my Queen Mother’s cake (walnut and date; hold the gin) was topped with seriously toffee-ish black sugar icing. Both were absorbing enough to command our full attention despite the fact Brian May and Anita Dobson were having tea at the next table. No doubt they were as impressed as we were with the very reasonable prices for the scrumptious tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TB6gDMi0yDI/AAAAAAAABUI/J8w8Ivbzks4/s1600/muffinman+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TB6gDMi0yDI/AAAAAAAABUI/J8w8Ivbzks4/s400/muffinman+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484997372951185458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TB6gCSH4R4I/AAAAAAAABT4/fj6uIOtS4UQ/s1600/muffinman+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TB6gCSH4R4I/AAAAAAAABT4/fj6uIOtS4UQ/s400/muffinman+5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484997357268912002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Muffin Man is a delightful oasis to sit and gossip and recharge for a further bout of serious shopping on the High Street, it is now high on my list of favourite London places. Thanks Emma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TB6gEITf6rI/AAAAAAAABUY/r0klruNqGDo/s1600/muffinman+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TB6gEITf6rI/AAAAAAAABUY/r0klruNqGDo/s400/muffinman+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484997388993030834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Details for The Muffin Man are on &lt;A HREF="http://www.qype.co.uk/place/79564-The-Muffin-Man-London"&gt;my Qype review&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-6401066840025506598?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/6401066840025506598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=6401066840025506598&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/6401066840025506598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/6401066840025506598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2010/06/muffin-man.html' title='The Muffin Man'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TB6gDrsSX_I/AAAAAAAABUQ/BGxRi8sMXJM/s72-c/muffinman+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-7504025535682170221</id><published>2010-06-20T19:48:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T19:51:34.836+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clapham'/><title type='text'>Adventures in Wonderland</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT COLOR="#000000"&gt;.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TBlElAzNyRI/AAAAAAAABR4/-TSQDpsw4IQ/s1600/DSC_6750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TBlElAzNyRI/AAAAAAAABR4/-TSQDpsw4IQ/s400/DSC_6750.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483489423960951058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice arrived in a Clapham wonderland earlier this month as &lt;A HREF="http://www.trinityhospice.org.uk/"&gt;Trinity Hospice&lt;/A&gt; welcomed Londoners to its garden open day in aid of the &lt;A HREF="http://www.ngs.org.uk/"&gt;NGS&lt;/A&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TBlElhjOsjI/AAAAAAAABSA/ebp2Oe6BRzk/s1600/DSC_6709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TBlElhjOsjI/AAAAAAAABSA/ebp2Oe6BRzk/s400/DSC_6709.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483489432752271922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The afternoon was themed as an ‘Alice in Wonderland’ family fun-day with entertainers, including magicians and costumed stilt walkers for children, stalls to browse and drinks and light refreshments. All in the setting of the magical and beautiful English country style gardens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TBlEmQ1WTvI/AAAAAAAABSY/G1dfAhkHKN8/s1600/DSC_6701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TBlEmQ1WTvI/AAAAAAAABSY/G1dfAhkHKN8/s400/DSC_6701.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483489445444734706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TBlEmCM38cI/AAAAAAAABSQ/efSm-XAU674/s1600/DSC_6723.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TBlEmCM38cI/AAAAAAAABSQ/efSm-XAU674/s400/DSC_6723.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483489441516876226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TBlElxCRnsI/AAAAAAAABSI/rXh6rjJAIL4/s1600/DSC_6742.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TBlElxCRnsI/AAAAAAAABSI/rXh6rjJAIL4/s400/DSC_6742.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483489436909018818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TBlE4NT4sRI/AAAAAAAABSw/CIErKt6TlAE/s1600/DSC_6699.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TBlE4NT4sRI/AAAAAAAABSw/CIErKt6TlAE/s400/DSC_6699.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483489753736720658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TBlE3fu86bI/AAAAAAAABSo/G78KzaeY_l0/s1600/DSC_6678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TBlE3fu86bI/AAAAAAAABSo/G78KzaeY_l0/s400/DSC_6678.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483489741502212530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TBlE3WeM-aI/AAAAAAAABSg/DPOM2uTJ8LY/s1600/DSC_6670.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TBlE3WeM-aI/AAAAAAAABSg/DPOM2uTJ8LY/s400/DSC_6670.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483489739016042914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-7504025535682170221?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/7504025535682170221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=7504025535682170221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/7504025535682170221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/7504025535682170221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2010/06/adventures-in-wonderland.html' title='Adventures in Wonderland'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TBlElAzNyRI/AAAAAAAABR4/-TSQDpsw4IQ/s72-c/DSC_6750.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-48001434707797884</id><published>2010-06-11T09:00:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T22:51:15.199+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clapham'/><title type='text'>World Cup Fever Hits Clapham!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TBFGgGxbCVI/AAAAAAAABRw/jZCI-Qm67bM/s1600/DSC_7119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 327px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TBFGgGxbCVI/AAAAAAAABRw/jZCI-Qm67bM/s400/DSC_7119.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481239738874267986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The World Cup starts today - here's hoping for a massively successful tournament for the host nation, South Africa, and let's hope the England team can overcome their somewhat fractious beginning and do us proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I dreaming that flag mania seems to increase with every World Cup? The colourful bunting definitely adds to the jollity of the Nation, even if one isn't a fan of the football. Some Clapham pubs are joining in the festivities - most impressively The Alexandria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TBFGfn31SPI/AAAAAAAABRo/zGhyS9XyQl8/s1600/DSC_7120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TBFGfn31SPI/AAAAAAAABRo/zGhyS9XyQl8/s400/DSC_7120.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481239730579654898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which admittedly has the most impressive frontage to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TBFGfdnTD0I/AAAAAAAABRg/Rn5yBSaAr4o/s1600/DSC_7123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TBFGfdnTD0I/AAAAAAAABRg/Rn5yBSaAr4o/s400/DSC_7123.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481239727825948482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well done Alexandria!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TBFGe5N2rNI/AAAAAAAABRY/u4rVuF0z3pk/s1600/DSC_7127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TBFGe5N2rNI/AAAAAAAABRY/u4rVuF0z3pk/s400/DSC_7127.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481239718055554258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revolution on Clapham High Street has put a wall of flags behind their double story glass facade, which results in some interesting photographic effects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TBFFYkmES9I/AAAAAAAABRQ/ur3F9VwofM0/s1600/DSC_7129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TBFFYkmES9I/AAAAAAAABRQ/ur3F9VwofM0/s400/DSC_7129.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481238509929122770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TBFFYY70neI/AAAAAAAABRI/v_9KmF2_4N8/s1600/DSC_7130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TBFFYY70neI/AAAAAAAABRI/v_9KmF2_4N8/s400/DSC_7130.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481238506799144418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TBFFYFy8e5I/AAAAAAAABRA/Aq7wanciYPo/s1600/DSC_7131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TBFFYFy8e5I/AAAAAAAABRA/Aq7wanciYPo/s400/DSC_7131.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481238501661637522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope that mysterious throbbing neon zero in the centre of the USA flag is an omen for the match against England on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And over in Clapham Old Town, even posh florists Birksen are getting in on the act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TBFFXnM9VuI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Jf47T6_ptK4/s1600/DSC_7132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TBFFXnM9VuI/AAAAAAAABQ4/Jf47T6_ptK4/s400/DSC_7132.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481238493449246434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good old Prince of Wales goes for traditional bunting as well as a St George's flag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TBFFXcfpQaI/AAAAAAAABQw/xBLn0hHuM-A/s1600/DSC_7134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TBFFXcfpQaI/AAAAAAAABQw/xBLn0hHuM-A/s400/DSC_7134.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481238490574832034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Clapham is all behind England! Go team!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/594c3Vd0WuQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/594c3Vd0WuQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-48001434707797884?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/48001434707797884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=48001434707797884&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/48001434707797884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/48001434707797884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2010/06/world-cup-fever-hits-clapham.html' title='World Cup Fever Hits Clapham!'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TBFGgGxbCVI/AAAAAAAABRw/jZCI-Qm67bM/s72-c/DSC_7119.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-8999104324376722411</id><published>2010-06-05T20:20:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T20:37:16.247+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eurovision2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><title type='text'>My Eurovision Winnings</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT COLOR="#000000"&gt;.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TAqmr-N0mEI/AAAAAAAABPA/Fwu_lgbC0QQ/s1600/DSC_6650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TAqmr-N0mEI/AAAAAAAABPA/Fwu_lgbC0QQ/s400/DSC_6650.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479375171015186498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this year’s Eurovision wasn’t all bad - in fact, Good Luck alert! I won some wireless &lt;a href="http://www.sennheiser.co.uk/uk/home_en.nsf/root/private_headphones_wireless-headphones_009917"&gt;Sennheiser headphones&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/09504468476656963707"&gt;Acediscovery’s&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://acediscovery.blogspot.com/2010/05/guess-eurovision-vote-competition_25.html"&gt;Eurovision competition&lt;/a&gt;. To enter you had to guess the winning score (not the winner). Just as well I am better at predicting scores than guessing winners. My favourites Sweden failed to qualify.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They arrived this morning (the headphones, that is, not Sweden) and I plugged them in immediately. Totally enjoying the freedom of moving around the flat untethered by cables.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-8999104324376722411?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/8999104324376722411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=8999104324376722411&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/8999104324376722411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/8999104324376722411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-eurovision-winnings.html' title='My Eurovision Winnings'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TAqmr-N0mEI/AAAAAAAABPA/Fwu_lgbC0QQ/s72-c/DSC_6650.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-6571212729006450527</id><published>2010-05-29T17:09:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T17:14:32.723+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eurovision2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>Eurovision - The Finals, Oslo 2010</title><content type='html'>Last night’s Eurovision Final in Oslo was a great success and huge fun. I was thrilled that Germany won - a really encouraging result, showing the big four are still capable of winning if they have a good song (and also encouraging because it was a good song - we’re not being overwhelmed by shlock).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my digest of best bits and tweets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/diamondgeezer/status/15001915946"&gt;diamondgeezer&lt;/a&gt; Eurovision only takes up 0.09% of a year. It feels so much longer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/edwardclarke/status/14992611810"&gt;edwardclarke&lt;/a&gt;Woo hoo! We're live in Oslo! #esc #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/charltonbrooker/status/14992713363"&gt;charltonbrooker&lt;/a&gt; Is it me or does the slight echo on Norton's voice make it sound like he's narrating from beyond the grave? #eurovision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/efan78/status/14996368922"&gt;efan78&lt;/a&gt; Did Graham just say "Euro-Camp", is there any other type? #eurovision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/guy_interruptd/status/14996323412"&gt;guy_interruptd&lt;/a&gt; OH MY FUCKING GOD! MY ENTIRE TWITTER STREAM HAS BEEN TAKEN OVER BY FUCKING EUROVISION! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: #B5FFC7;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt; &amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&lt;span style="color: #B5FFC7;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: #B5FFC7;"&gt;Azerbaijan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Safura&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&lt;em&gt;Drip Drop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TAKhGDKHV0I/AAAAAAAABLw/1k2FuCJz6NE/s1600/Azerbaijan.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TAKhGDKHV0I/AAAAAAAABLw/1k2FuCJz6NE/s400/Azerbaijan.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477117222134961986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/wolfstar_de/status/14924635968"&gt;wolfstar_de&lt;/a&gt; Azerbaijan's entry is a cheapo Beyonce/Alicia Keys/Leona power-ballad clone in 3/4, except without the charisma. It's dull as ditchwater. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/edwardclarke/status/14993140370"&gt;edwardclarke&lt;/a&gt; ForeVAAAAH #Azerbaijan #esc #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/thoroughlygood/status/14993201912"&gt;thoroughlygood&lt;/a&gt;@edwardclarke Stop that. Stop that now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: #B5FFC7;"&gt;2 &amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Spain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Daniel Diges&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&lt;em&gt;Algo Pequeñito (Something Tiny)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TAKmF_rnIeI/AAAAAAAABM4/SvhF31uk-F4/s1600/Spain.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TAKmF_rnIeI/AAAAAAAABM4/SvhF31uk-F4/s400/Spain.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477122718759854562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Popjustice/status/14993263310"&gt;Popjustice&lt;/a&gt; Something tiny in the number two slot reminds me of (NO THANKS - ED) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/LeeBinding/status/14993285550"&gt;LeeBinding&lt;/a&gt; It's the Nutcracker... on crack. #eurovision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/roryjmaxwell/status/14993403713"&gt;roryjmaxwell&lt;/a&gt; Leo Sayer, a Soprano and a toy soldier on acid. Spain at #eurovision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: #B5FFC7;"&gt;3 &amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Norway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Didrik Solli-Tangen&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&lt;em&gt;My Heart Is Yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/LeeBinding/status/14993539366"&gt;LeeBinding&lt;/a&gt; He's flatter than Kate Moss's tits. #norway #eurovision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: #B5FFC7;"&gt;4 &amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Moldova&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Sunstroke Project &amp; Olia Tira&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&lt;em&gt;Run Away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TAKkOpcNq7I/AAAAAAAABMg/b2RCa3TuYFk/s1600/Moldova.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 253px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TAKkOpcNq7I/AAAAAAAABMg/b2RCa3TuYFk/s400/Moldova.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477120668385258418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/indiaknight/status/14993665124"&gt;indiaknight&lt;/a&gt; Hoo, saxophonist sexytime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/edwardclarke/status/14993677796"&gt;edwardclarke&lt;/a&gt; This saxophonist is obscene on all sorts of levels. Just wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: #B5FFC7;"&gt;5 &amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Cyprus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Jon Lilygreen &amp; The Islanders&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&lt;em&gt;Life Looks Better In Spring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/NickArchuleta/status/14993959889"&gt;NickArchuleta&lt;/a&gt; Cyprus is way too English sounding :( #ESC &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: #B5FFC7;"&gt;6 &amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Bosnia &amp; Herzegovina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Vukašin Brajić&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&lt;em&gt;Thunder And Lightning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/travelling_wolf/status/14994034775"&gt;travelling_wolf&lt;/a&gt; Bosnia and Herzegovina, I'd snog you drunkenly on the stairs at a party and regret it in the morning. #eurovision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: #B5FFC7;"&gt;7 &amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Belgium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Tom Dice&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&lt;em&gt;Me And My Guitar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/indiaknight/status/14994184857"&gt;indiaknight&lt;/a&gt; Allez les Belges! #eurovision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/SamStreet69/status/14994246770"&gt;SamStreet69&lt;/a&gt; Belgium’s answer to James Blunt ... As if one Blunt wasn't enough! #eurovision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/efan78/status/14994296963"&gt;efan78&lt;/a&gt; Will someone please turn the wind machine on and get this whiny bloke off the stage please? #eurovision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: #B5FFC7;"&gt;8 &amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Serbia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Milan Stanković&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&lt;em&gt;Ovo Je Balkan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TAKkPii4WPI/AAAAAAAABMw/iCkGEDE4jjA/s1600/Serbia.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 244px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TAKkPii4WPI/AAAAAAAABMw/iCkGEDE4jjA/s400/Serbia.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477120683714042098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/owenblacker/status/14994732255"&gt;owenblacker&lt;/a&gt; RT @spaceboy: OMG years of authoriarian nationalism has produced the uber gay in Serbia! The gay to end all gays, indeed the end of gays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/LeeBinding/status/14994456207"&gt;LeeBinding&lt;/a&gt; Dance! Dance like your passport depends upon it! #eurovision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: #B5FFC7;"&gt;9 &amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Belarus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;3+2&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&lt;em&gt;Butterflies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TAKhGfp9k0I/AAAAAAAABL4/acQxuM04MZc/s1600/Belarus.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TAKhGfp9k0I/AAAAAAAABL4/acQxuM04MZc/s400/Belarus.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477117229784732482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/charltonbrooker/status/14994717524"&gt;charltonbrooker&lt;/a&gt; "We're like butterflies, flying to the sun". What, putting in a lot of effort to no avail? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: #B5FFC7;"&gt;10 &amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Ireland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Niamh Kavanagh&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&lt;em&gt;It's For You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/thoroughlygood/status/14994833186"&gt;thoroughlygood&lt;/a&gt; NDN: "She's got Bridget Jones knickers on under that, I'm telling you." #eurovision #ireland. We're asking the neighbour to leave now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: #B5FFC7;"&gt;11 &amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Greece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Giorgos Alkaios &amp; Friends&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&lt;em&gt;OPA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TAKkOEwcFqI/AAAAAAAABMQ/pm9FvwsSXdg/s1600/Greece.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TAKkOEwcFqI/AAAAAAAABMQ/pm9FvwsSXdg/s400/Greece.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477120658537977506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Soeno/status/14995386919"&gt;Soeno&lt;/a&gt; RT @ScoobyDoofus: Does the term "Greek entry" make anyone else giggle? #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/LeeBinding/status/14995104675"&gt;LeeBinding&lt;/a&gt; Typical Greek man, bragging. 'Whopper!' #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: #B5FFC7;"&gt;12 &amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;United Kingdom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Josh Dubovie&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&lt;em&gt;That Sounds Good To Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TAKmGfY1nVI/AAAAAAAABNA/RO4kgY_6NR4/s1600/UK.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TAKmGfY1nVI/AAAAAAAABNA/RO4kgY_6NR4/s400/UK.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477122727271046482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/gabexmosh/status/14995254247"&gt;gabexmosh&lt;/a&gt; I love how the UK's stage choreography has the dude ignoring the girls, while the male dancers ogle him. #wyldhomo #ESC &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/ScoobyDoofus/status/14995188575"&gt;ScoobyDoofus&lt;/a&gt; Cheesier than a cheese sandwich with cheese flavoured bread. #UK #eurovision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Killdozer/status/15001977058"&gt;Killdozer&lt;/a&gt; For you UK, ze Eurovision iz over #eurovision #esc &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/delrico/status/15001917109"&gt;delrico&lt;/a&gt; to quote my mate Chris: "It costs us millions and we have no hope of winning. It's like a musical Afghanistan." #eurovision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/projblogsphere/status/14995322774"&gt;projblogsphere&lt;/a&gt; "DO NOT CALL FOR THE UK" ... No, seriously... do not vote for #UK. #Bad #ESC &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/acabelt/status/14995295588"&gt;acabelt&lt;/a&gt; RT @McRoell: You have been Rick-Rolled #ESC #UK &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/nminers/status/14995252443"&gt;nminers&lt;/a&gt; Aaaargh my ears!!! #uk #eurovision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/charltonbrooker/status/14995223190"&gt;charltonbrooker&lt;/a&gt; This from the nation that brought you The Kinks &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/thoroughlygood/status/14995233965"&gt;thoroughlygood&lt;/a&gt; Next year, the #uk should just have someone stand on stage in silence for 3 minutes. #eurovision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/dutchtea/status/14995279576"&gt;dutchtea&lt;/a&gt; slecht UK 0 POINTS #ESC &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: #B5FFC7;"&gt;13 &amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Georgia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Sofia Nizharadze&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&lt;em&gt;Shine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/edwardclarke/status/14995618834"&gt;edwardclarke&lt;/a&gt; Norton: "No one got hurt - that's the main thing " #Georgia #esc #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: #B5FFC7;"&gt;14 &amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Turkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;maNga&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&lt;em&gt;We Could Be The Same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/efan78/status/14995663868"&gt;efan78&lt;/a&gt; Ah, Bondage Cyberwomen and Linkin' Park's bastard love children, what more could you want? #eurovision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: #B5FFC7;"&gt;15 &amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Albania&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Juliana Pasha&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&lt;em&gt;It's All About You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/arlloyd/status/14995962046"&gt;arlloyd&lt;/a&gt; Albania 9/10 #eurovision &lt;a href="http://bit.ly/Vxkgm"&gt;http://bit.ly/Vxkgm&lt;/a&gt; (although it could also be BBC Newsreader does Goldfrapp for Children in Need)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: #B5FFC7;"&gt;16 &amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Iceland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Hera Björk&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&lt;em&gt;Je Ne Sais Quoi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TAKkOTRE3WI/AAAAAAAABMY/5a727AF-Ggs/s1600/Iceland.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TAKkOTRE3WI/AAAAAAAABMY/5a727AF-Ggs/s400/Iceland.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477120662432963938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/zatytom/status/14996121836"&gt;zatytom&lt;/a&gt; Oh Iceland, frumpy valkyrie awesomeness. #esc &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/LandersIE/status/14996019314"&gt;LandersIE&lt;/a&gt; Is she wearing the after show party marquee? #Eurovision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: #B5FFC7;"&gt;17 &amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Ukraine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Alyosha&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&lt;em&gt;Sweet People&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/benlocker/status/14996297334"&gt;benlocker&lt;/a&gt; Ukraine does Noir Desir crossed with Joanna Lumley. Well odd. #eurovision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Queen_UK/status/14996243444"&gt;Queen_UK&lt;/a&gt; Oh dear. Ukraine clearly has deepset social problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/nok32uk/status/14996192291"&gt;nok32uk&lt;/a&gt; #eurovision Sweet people? Sweet Jesus!! #esc #ukraine &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: #B5FFC7;"&gt;18 &amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;France&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Jessy Matador&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&lt;em&gt;Allez Olla Olé&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TAKhG35pYJI/AAAAAAAABMA/v8h3n4hPDh4/s1600/France.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TAKhG35pYJI/AAAAAAAABMA/v8h3n4hPDh4/s400/France.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477117236292968594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/travelling_wolf/status/14996415963"&gt;travelling_wolf&lt;/a&gt; French have, quite sensibly, moved away from the vote losing Edith Piaf model this time. #eurovision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/owenblacker/status/14996496229"&gt;owenblacker&lt;/a&gt; Damn them! RT @Ewan: They've had to "family riendly" the French dance and outfits #eurovision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/indiaknight/status/14996366652"&gt;indiaknight&lt;/a&gt; Jessy Matador is a brilliant name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: #B5FFC7;"&gt;19 &amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Romania&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Paula Seling &amp; Ovi&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&lt;em&gt;Playing With Fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/edwardclarke/status/14855485627"&gt;thoroughlygood&lt;/a&gt;: Significant Other on #romania's female singer: 'Don't flirt with him. He's disgusting.' #eurovision #romania #esc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: #B5FFC7;"&gt;20 &amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Russia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Peter Nalitch &amp; Friends&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&lt;em&gt;Lost And Forgotten&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/benlocker/status/14996806911"&gt;benlocker&lt;/a&gt; Russia changes gears, not keys. #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: #B5FFC7;"&gt;21 &amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Armenia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Eva Rivas&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&lt;em&gt;Apricot Stone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TAKhFkzdSAI/AAAAAAAABLo/193-BAreNB0/s1600/Armenia.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TAKhFkzdSAI/AAAAAAAABLo/193-BAreNB0/s400/Armenia.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477117213986867202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/owenblacker/status/14997060840"&gt;owenblacker&lt;/a&gt; Armenia: Bloody wacky song, and a disappointing lack of hot Armenian boys on stage, but Im' quite liking this #eurovision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/squawkbox/status/14997046922"&gt;squawkbox&lt;/a&gt; That top is a bit tight, isn't it? #armenia #eurovision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/roryjmaxwell/status/14997053714"&gt;roryjmaxwell&lt;/a&gt; "Apricot stone hidden in my hand"? She assumes that her tits have rendered you senseless - the lyrics are just random shit. #eurovision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/pageantmalarkey/status/14997528192"&gt;charlotteyoung&lt;/a&gt;: ... I can quite confidently say that this is the best song about Apricot stones I've ever heard. Seriously. #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/zatytom/status/14997044943"&gt;zatytom&lt;/a&gt; I'm properly loving this apricot madness. #esc &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: #B5FFC7;"&gt;22 &amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Germany&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Lena&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&lt;em&gt;Satellite&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/benlocker/status/14997274744"&gt;benlocker&lt;/a&gt; German girl dances like she's desperate for the loo. Wish they'd fielded Max Raabe. #eurovision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/edwardclarke/status/14997300329"&gt;travelling_wolf&lt;/a&gt;: What accent is she singing with? Is she a German cockney? #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/MayorWatch/status/14997281935"&gt;MayorWatch&lt;/a&gt; Am impressed, German act well into her song and no-one on Twitter seems to have mentioned the war. Must be a record. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: #B5FFC7;"&gt;23 &amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Portugal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Filipa Azevedo&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&lt;em&gt;Há Dias Assim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TAKkO8F8nNI/AAAAAAAABMo/GsyV9Wz8gQA/s1600/Portugal.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TAKkO8F8nNI/AAAAAAAABMo/GsyV9Wz8gQA/s400/Portugal.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477120673392139474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/GuyAitchison/status/14997388879"&gt;GuyAitchison&lt;/a&gt; The Portugese entry seems to be singing in Portugese. What's that about? #eurovision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/pembdave/status/14997343347"&gt;pembdave&lt;/a&gt; Portugal... Take a hint... #eurovision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: #B5FFC7;"&gt;24 &amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Israel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Harel Skaat&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&lt;em&gt;Milim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/ajscroxton/status/14997781655"&gt;ajscroxton&lt;/a&gt; Theoretically, and given Ireland sent the 1993 winner, could Israel send Dana International again? This needs to happen. #eurovision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: #B5FFC7;"&gt;25 &amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Denmark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Chanée &amp; N'evergreen&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&lt;em&gt;In A Moment Like This&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/jenblower/status/14997843644"&gt;jenblower&lt;/a&gt; aaaw, The Police + ABBA + Key change = Denmark! #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: #B5FFC8;"&gt;26 &amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Spain (again)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/thoroughlygood/status/14994543573"&gt;thoroughlygood&lt;/a&gt; OH WOW. #spain gets to perform again because of that stage invasion. Good show. Nice. Great for us anoraks. #eurovision. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/edwardclarke/status/14994563040"&gt;edwardclarke&lt;/a&gt; What? Why punish all of us when only one person ran on stage? #esc &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/guy_interruptd/status/14998043275"&gt;guy_interruptd&lt;/a&gt; ROFL! I do love you, Mike! RT @LondonVoiceover: Sing twice if you like. But the phrase "snowball's chance in hell" comes to mind &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/LeeBinding/status/14997975066"&gt;leebinding&lt;/a&gt; I'm marking Spain down because the stage invaded actually added to it. #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: #B5FFC8;"&gt;Interval Act&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;MadCon&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&lt;em&gt;Glow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DKU-nI252GI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DKU-nI252GI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/jackwallington/status/14998936633"&gt;jackwallington&lt;/a&gt; Eurovision Flashmob!! YES!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Leanne_Cee/status/14999148647"&gt;Leanne_Cee&lt;/a&gt; #Eurovision Dancing scenes in private houses all over Europe. Amazing how they bring it together &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/bbceurovision/status/14999157311"&gt;bbceurovision&lt;/a&gt; Best interval act since Riverdance, in my humble opinion! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/RedMummy/status/14999163013"&gt;RedMummy&lt;/a&gt; Am loving live webcams on #eurovision. Not sure whether to call RSPCA or NSPCC first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/jackwallington/status/14999089147"&gt;jackwallington&lt;/a&gt; Everyone else amazing. UK just lifts up some drunk people. We are SHIT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: #B5FFC8;"&gt;Voting &amp; Winner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TAKhHZBGFgI/AAAAAAAABMI/_rVuJQyU5lU/s1600/Germany+winner.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TAKhHZBGFgI/AAAAAAAABMI/_rVuJQyU5lU/s400/Germany+winner.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477117245182580226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Cardiff_Blogger/status/14999492238"&gt;Cardiff_Blogger&lt;/a&gt; We're in the top half! Finish now! #Eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/jonemo/status/15005453927"&gt;jonemo&lt;/a&gt; Congrats to the UK who did much better than expected (and well better than their 10year average) in the #esc! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/wolfstar_de/status/15004068293"&gt;wolfstar_de&lt;/a&gt; Germany winning Eurovision? That's about as likely as a Conservative-LibDem coalition. Oh fuck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Eurobin/status/15002494406"&gt;Eurobin&lt;/a&gt; Lena wins for Germany with a Lily Allen / Kate Nash type of song that the UK should have been doing - UK missed the boat #eurovision #esc &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/pauljchambers/status/15002317330"&gt;pauljchambers&lt;/a&gt; We finished last??? It's all the coalition's fault #eurovision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/edwardclarke/status/15002256712"&gt;Queen_UK&lt;/a&gt; Be thankful society frowns on capital punishment, Mr Waterman. Be very thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/ajscroxton/status/15002094260"&gt;ajscroxton&lt;/a&gt; Listening to Katrina and the Waves. Happy days of 1997. No Eurovision wins under the Tories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/LeeBinding/status/14998182988"&gt;leebinding&lt;/a&gt; There. I'm done. Thank you kindly for listening, darlings. I'm off to crawl further into a bottle of gin for the rest of the night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-6571212729006450527?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/6571212729006450527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=6571212729006450527&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/6571212729006450527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/6571212729006450527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2010/05/eurovision-final.html' title='Eurovision - The Finals, Oslo 2010'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/TAKhGDKHV0I/AAAAAAAABLw/1k2FuCJz6NE/s72-c/Azerbaijan.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-2671815060767873693</id><published>2010-05-29T12:36:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T22:59:34.322Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eurovision2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>My favourites for tonight</title><content type='html'>Tonight’s Eurovision Song Contest final will be interesting, I think. Somehow I doubt there will be a clear cut winner in the manner of last year; there are too many good songs in too many styles. All of the bookie’s favourites will divide the voters, I think, and the voters and juries will be all at odds too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the one dead certainty is that neither the voters nor the juries will vote for the UK’s entry! Will we score nul points once again or will we get a pity vote from Ireland?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend &lt;a href="http://efan78.com/140/"&gt;Ethan&lt;/a&gt; says it tempts fate to publish your favourites but here goes. I don’t have a firm definite favourite but I would be very happy if the overall winner emerged from this group:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #F6FFF3;"&gt;France&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessy Matador - &lt;em&gt;Allez olla olé&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #F6FFF3;"&gt;Belgium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom Dice - &lt;em&gt;Me and My Guitar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #F2FFF2;"&gt;Greece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giorgos Alkaios &amp; Friends - &lt;em&gt;OPA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #F6FFF8;"&gt;Iceland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hera Björk - &lt;em&gt;Je ne sais quoi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #F0FFF2;"&gt;Albania&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juliana Pasha - &lt;em&gt;It’s All About You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #F1FFEF;"&gt;Ireland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niamh Kavanagh - &lt;em&gt;It’s For You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #F1FFEF;"&gt;Germany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lena - &lt;em&gt;Satellite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I haven’t jinxed their chances! We shall see tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-2671815060767873693?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/2671815060767873693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=2671815060767873693&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/2671815060767873693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/2671815060767873693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-favourites-for-tonight.html' title='My favourites for tonight'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-3694736793219082975</id><published>2010-05-28T21:53:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T01:33:42.122+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eurovision2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>The Big Five</title><content type='html'>Five countries qualify automatically for the finals: the Big Four consisting of France, Germany, Spain and the UK; and the host country and last year's winner, Norway. The reason is these are the countries that bear a disproportionate share of the costs of mounting the competition, and if they weren't in the finals they would have major problems with their home audiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, because the Eurovision Contest is democratically decided by voting I think  this arrangement disadvantages these five countries: firstly because they are automatic qualifiers they tend to miss out on most of the build-up buzz and speculation; and secondly because voters in the competing countries must resent this easy ride for songs they may feel are inferior (and sometimes are!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how do the big four (and Noway!) shape up this year? Here's what I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: #C1FF1C;"&gt;Germany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8QSgNM9yNjo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8QSgNM9yNjo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lena has scored a huge hit in Germany with her song &lt;i&gt;Satellite&lt;/i&gt; and is one of the favourites to win. I think it's definitely a strong contender, but the somewhat sophisticated song and performance may leave some European voters cold. It has grown on me, I quite like it now and wouldn't be sorry if it does win, but feel it unlikely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: #C1FF1C;"&gt;Spain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IGlKLUujURk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IGlKLUujURk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel Diges' song &lt;i&gt;Algo Pequeñito&lt;/i&gt; has also grown on me a little but I don't think it's a winner. It's definitely better than the UK's, however.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: #C1FF1C;"&gt;France&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty hot on Jessy Matador's &lt;i&gt;Allez Olla Olé&lt;/i&gt; - a fantastic stomping dance tune for the summer; makes me happy every time I hear it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4acm3gcWhAE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4acm3gcWhAE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: #C1FF1C;"&gt;Norway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didrik Solli-Tangen's &lt;i&gt;My Heart Is Yours&lt;/i&gt; is the quintessential Eurovision package - a slow crescendo in structure, featuring a pretty melody and prettier singer. It could do well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-5nCcY4Vcwc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-5nCcY4Vcwc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: #C1FF1C;"&gt;UK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words cannot express the sadness. Poor Josh Dubovie - the BBC's sacrificial victim. I hope his career survives this disaster. This definitely does not sound good to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_EEwjrLBKEA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_EEwjrLBKEA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-3694736793219082975?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/3694736793219082975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=3694736793219082975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/3694736793219082975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/3694736793219082975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2010/05/big-five.html' title='The Big Five'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-4802372355908997836</id><published>2010-05-28T13:22:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T15:43:33.263+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eurovision2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>Eurovision Shock: Sweden out as ten go through in second semi-final</title><content type='html'>Bloody Hell! I didn’t see that coming! Anna Berghendahl’s &lt;em&gt;This is my Life &lt;/em&gt;was my favourite to win the whole competition! Clearly it’s a mistake to overestimate the taste of the European public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/jonwillchambers/status/14860047423"&gt;jonwillchambers&lt;/a&gt;: The last time Sweden were absent from a #Eurovision final? 1976. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/jonwillchambers/status/14860473060"&gt;jonwillchambers&lt;/a&gt;: How much are those fated Swedish #Eurovision glow-sticks worth on eBay? Hope they're recyclable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/edwardclarke/status/14858953002"&gt;edwardclarke&lt;/a&gt;@efan78 How can SWEDEN go out??! Abba must be spinning in their graves! #esc #eurovision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/edwardclarke/status/14864155231"&gt;edwardclarke&lt;/a&gt;: Message to Sweden: I *do* know Abba is still alive. I was being *ironic*. I share your pain in falling out of Eurovision. #esc &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7Jz1WYMxh1w&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7Jz1WYMxh1w&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, this does make me fear for the future creative direction of the competition. For Pete’s sake, Azerbaijan went through - I suppose it is one of the bookie’s favourites - a dreary dull song in my opinion. The Azerbaijanese have gone all out to win this year, hiring Beyonce’s &lt;em&gt;All the Single Ladies&lt;/em&gt; choreographer. Pity they didn’t watch the recent Channel 4 programme on the best 100 pop videos of all time: they would have learnt that Beyonce’s dance routine was copied step-for-step, shimmy-for-shimmy from Gwen Verdon's &lt;i&gt;Mexican Breakfast&lt;/i&gt; from &lt;i&gt;The Ed Sullivan Show&lt;/i&gt; (&lt;A HREF="http://www.tv.com/the-ed-sullivan-show/smokey-robinson-andamp-the-miracles---lesley-gore---mason-williams/episode/107144/summary.html?tag=ep_guide;ep_title;20"&gt;1969&lt;/A&gt;). Here is Azerbaijan's &lt;i&gt;Drip Drop&lt;/i&gt;, sung with joyless intensity by Safura:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bw1zXW8qYCI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bw1zXW8qYCI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Sweden may have had the most musically sophisticated song of the evening, The Netherlands were very brave with a retro-tastic little diity by the creator of the Smurfs, sung by Sieneke. Again, creative daring divided the audience:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/justgarance/status/14854981512"&gt;justgarance&lt;/a&gt;: Oh. No. We're up. #eurovision. Get your earplugs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/AngryBritain/status/14855016712"&gt;AngryBritain&lt;/a&gt;: The Netherlands: Your song roughly translates as 'There are some fucking excellent drugs available in Amsterdam' #eurovision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/thoroughlygood/status/14854988650"&gt;thoroughlygood&lt;/a&gt;: OK .. Look I'm really sorry about this .. but I actually quite like this. Is that bad ? #netherlands #eurovision #esc &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/edwardclarke/status/14855176696"&gt;edwardclarke&lt;/a&gt;: Me too! :-) RT @efan78: Yay! Shakin' Stevens' Dutch cousin! I like this one, it's very retro-#Eurovision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/_irissa_/status/14855064824"&gt;_irissa_&lt;/a&gt;: Dear other people in Europe. We’re sorry for sending Sieneke. We didn’t want to send her, but Papa Smurf made us. #songfestival #eurovision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/thoroughlygood/status/14855029059"&gt;thoroughlygood&lt;/a&gt;: VOTE #NETHERLANDS ... she's gorgeous #eurovision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n0s7w52bjCQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n0s7w52bjCQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, The Netherlands never made it either :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through to the finals are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Armenia&lt;br /&gt;Israel&lt;br /&gt;Denmark&lt;br /&gt;Azerbaijan&lt;br /&gt;Ukraine&lt;br /&gt;Romania&lt;br /&gt;Ireland&lt;br /&gt;Cyprus&lt;br /&gt;Georgia&lt;br /&gt;Turkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, Ireland (Niamh Kavanagh: &lt;i&gt;It's for you&lt;/i&gt;) is the clear best out of the above. Most surprisingly improved in performance was Georgia - &lt;i&gt;Shine&lt;/i&gt; sung by Sofia Nizharadze was heartfelt and charming. Cyprus appears to be a stealth UK entry (sung by a boy from Wales - Jon Lilygreen &amp; The Islanders: &lt;i&gt;Life Looks Better in Spring&lt;/i&gt;) - it actually stands a better chance than our official entry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/thoroughlygood/status/14857683061"&gt;thoroughlygood&lt;/a&gt;: PLEASE DON'T CALL NOW .. YOU'LL CAUSE A RIFT IN THE SPACE TIME CONTINUUM. CHILDREN WILL DIE. #eurovision #esc &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/orbyn/status/14857268820"&gt;orbyn&lt;/a&gt;: These tweets almost make me wish I were watching Eurovision. Almost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-4802372355908997836?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/4802372355908997836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=4802372355908997836&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/4802372355908997836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/4802372355908997836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2010/05/eurovision-shock-sweden-out-as-ten-go.html' title='Eurovision Shock: Sweden out as ten go through in second semi-final'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-228061157147006191</id><published>2010-05-26T12:41:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T14:29:10.231+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eurovision2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>The First Eurovision Semi-Final: 10 Acts Qualify</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Clapham Omnibus&lt;/strong&gt; will be providing a digest of the most outstanding moments of the Eurovision festival and Eurovision tweets too, as we head towards the big final this Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oslo put on a great show last night for the first semi-final, and excitement levels ran high as the contestants took to the stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/bbceurovision/status/14678796012"&gt;bbceurovision&lt;/a&gt;: WAKEY WAKEY! Guess what day it is? YES! Eurovision Semi-final #1 day! Excitement levels building!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/bbceurovision/status/14652438436"&gt;bbceurovision&lt;/a&gt;: Breaking news: Eurovision stadium hit by freak tornado, merchandise tent blown down &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greece, Portugal, Bosnia-Hercegovina, Serbia, Albania, Moldova, Belarus, Russia and Belgium were the lucky countries voted through to the finals last night. The last 10 finalists will be picked from Thursday’s second semi-final in Norway (in which the UK will be able to vote). The UK, Germany, France, Spain and Norway automatically qualify for the finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom Dice's &lt;em&gt;Me and My Guitar&lt;/em&gt; is Belgium's first entrant to reach the final since 2004, a very lovely song and performance and surely one to put an outside bet on winning Eurovision 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yIQoWYZ4iyw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yIQoWYZ4iyw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malta, FYR Macedonia, Estonia, Latvia, Poland, Finland and Slovakia missed out on a spot in the final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/stigblog/status/14714625095"&gt;stigblog&lt;/a&gt;: FYROM is my favourite name for a country in the whole world. #Eurovision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latvia (Aisha: &lt;em&gt;What For?&lt;/em&gt; ) was the clear disaster of the night (the BBC announcer Paddy O’Connell compared her singing quite accurately to root canal work) - a case of the song being considerably better than the singer (perhaps she’s related to the Latvian TV bosses, one wonders?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/viTLyXox-EA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/viTLyXox-EA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/neonbubble/status/14712858866"&gt;neonbubble&lt;/a&gt;: You can always compensate for a bad song with a great outfit. So... Latvia won't be going through then. #esc #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Dinzla/statuses/14712872429"&gt;Dinzla&lt;/a&gt;: I had no idea Latvia was so flat.. #ESC Eurovision  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/krdr/statuses/14712843782"&gt;krdr&lt;/a&gt;: They even f*ckd up her ala Britney Spears make-up. Latvia on #ESC  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, I’m sad Malta and Slovakia never made it - Malta’s act (Thea Garrett: &lt;em&gt;My Dream&lt;/em&gt;) featured a spectacular glittery bird-man who emerged from the singer’s dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/misterebby/status/14713879084"&gt;misterebby&lt;/a&gt;: Malta has wings coming out of her ass! #eurovision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Squibby_/status/14713863182"&gt;Squibby_&lt;/a&gt;: Jesus, her sanitary towel's wings have a mind of their own. #eurovision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Squibby_/status/14712990563"&gt;Squibby_&lt;/a&gt;: Is it a bird? Is it a geeza? No, it's superfaggot. #eurovision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/efan78/status/14714538250"&gt;efan78&lt;/a&gt;: Gah! That Bird man's even scarier close up! #Eurovision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vKammT_OshM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vKammT_OshM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was previously dubious about Greece’s blatant attempt to sex up their (quite good) modern faux-folk ditty &lt;em&gt;OPA&lt;/em&gt;, but have to admit they pulled it off and Giorgos Alkaios &amp; (his new, sexier) Friends put in one of the most outstanding performances of the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/spyros/status/14714204619"&gt;spyros&lt;/a&gt;: Opa Opa Opa!!! #eurovision on my 3rd pint of Murphy's. Everything sounds so much better now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/MacPsych/status/14714203633"&gt;MacPsych&lt;/a&gt;: Greece: why do I feel like I've just wandered into the Admiral Duncan? #eurovision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/justgarance/status/14714168769"&gt;justgarance&lt;/a&gt; If Greece work "whoppa!" in at least two more times, they've got a fan. #eurovision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z8fmCZW3vPk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z8fmCZW3vPk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most surprisingly improved performance of the evening was Portugal’s. The song (&lt;em&gt;Há Dias Assim&lt;/em&gt;) is still a bit of  stretch for me, but was given a superb production and heartfelt singing from the very lovely Filipa Azevedo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/toomuchroom/status/14714520599"&gt;toomuchroom&lt;/a&gt;: Ooh Portugal has a pair of lungs on her! #esc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Karmapriya/status/14714472724"&gt;Karmapriya&lt;/a&gt;: Miss Portugal is pretty like a princess &amp; sings well. But another booooring song! #eurovision #esc &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/efan78/status/14714486581"&gt;efan78&lt;/a&gt;: Dear Jim, please could you fix it for me to be a fake Mariah Carey? Love &amp; Kisses Portugal xxx #Eurovision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7hkr-dxUNZg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7hkr-dxUNZg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thrilled that my favourite Albania (Juliana Pasha: &lt;em&gt;It’s All About You&lt;/em&gt;) went through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/stigblog/status/14713952725"&gt;stigblog&lt;/a&gt;: Check out the violinist's hair!! Albanian fashion FTW! #Eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sGMTZS56Ikw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sGMTZS56Ikw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the undoubted hit of the night was Iceland’s Hera Björk and her soaring dance anthem &lt;em&gt;Je Ne Sais Quoi&lt;/em&gt; : absolutely storming, and given a well-deserved standing ovation by the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Soeno/status/14714957809"&gt;Soeno&lt;/a&gt;: I wonder if the #ashcloud will affect Iceland's #eurovision chances. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/stigblog/status/14715155027"&gt;AngryBritain&lt;/a&gt;: Iceland: Your song roughly translates as 'Mess with us and we'll fuck you with a Volcano' #eurovision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Soeno/status/14715101250"&gt;Soeno&lt;/a&gt;: Liking Iceland's diva at #eurovision... She's very... voluptuous. And she can SING. LOUD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/stigblog/status/14715089798"&gt;i_is_sam&lt;/a&gt;: Everyone who can vote for Iceland. Look at her rack! It's pure europop and her tits are fabulous! What more could you want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/AttitudeMag/status/14715028730"&gt;AttitudeMag&lt;/a&gt;: We're not sure but Iceland might be going for the gay vote here. #eurovision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/misterebby/status/14715047291"&gt;misterebby&lt;/a&gt;: Dana International's successor is this Icelandic entry. It's 100% awesome homo-dance-pop. Definitely should be top 5. #eurovision. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Squibby_/status/14714987928"&gt;Squibby_&lt;/a&gt;: All the gays love a fat diva #eurovision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nhhxx4uSPYk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nhhxx4uSPYk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-228061157147006191?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/228061157147006191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=228061157147006191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/228061157147006191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/228061157147006191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2010/05/first-eurovision-semi-final-10-acts.html' title='The First Eurovision Semi-Final: 10 Acts Qualify'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-126059497665254119</id><published>2010-05-24T22:23:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T22:33:29.018+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clapham'/><title type='text'>dizzy daisies</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT COLOR="#000000"&gt;.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S_rvTVV6qNI/AAAAAAAABLc/YU7pNi_mofM/s1600/DSC_6170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S_rvTVV6qNI/AAAAAAAABLc/YU7pNi_mofM/s400/DSC_6170.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474951412447881426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glorious sunshine across the capital all weekend! Woo hoo! Hotter than the Mediterranean, etc etc etc. I always love the festive crowds enjoying watching life go by on the Common; it makes the area round here feel like Clapham-by-Sea. Well, we have our ponds, I suppose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-126059497665254119?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/126059497665254119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=126059497665254119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/126059497665254119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/126059497665254119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2010/05/dizzy-daisies.html' title='dizzy daisies'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S_rvTVV6qNI/AAAAAAAABLc/YU7pNi_mofM/s72-c/DSC_6170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-7831404674171691488</id><published>2010-05-20T10:51:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T00:18:34.051+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='election'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><title type='text'>A new government</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S_XCzh2IwFI/AAAAAAAABKs/0yLCJr91Y04/s1600/DSC_1783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S_XCzh2IwFI/AAAAAAAABKs/0yLCJr91Y04/s400/DSC_1783.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473495112653258834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I’m still shaking my head in wonderment at the developments here in the UK. I really love how our Government changes instantly - literally, the old PM leaves Downing Street just before the new one arrives - leaving very little time to pack! Great theatre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s no secret that the new Government is not entirely to my liking but Cameron’s initial moves are certainly interesting - almost as if he’s been a closet Lib Dem all this time - and no doubt we are in for some interesting times ahead. As the world is still reeling in the developing financial crisis I hope the new government can hold it all together. Today’s news is that Angela Merkel has gone rogue in Europe; thank goodness at least Brown kept us out of the Euro! Otherwise that would have been another fine mess that Tony got us into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my collection of new government tweets, from last week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Jason_Cobb/status/13807784678"&gt;Jason_Cobb&lt;/a&gt; This is without a doubt, the worst evening of my life #ukelection #nffc &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Jason_Cobb/status/13807784678"&gt;Jason_Cobb&lt;/a&gt; #blamedavecameron #blamenickclegg #blamethatcher #nffc &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/diamondgeezer/status/13808161263"&gt;diamondgeezer&lt;/a&gt; "The Official flickr channel for the Prime Minister has moved" - old &lt;a href="http://bit.ly/bICw3m"&gt;http://bit.ly/bICw3m&lt;/a&gt; ; new &lt;a href="http://bit.ly/bcup3z"&gt;http://bit.ly/bcup3z&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/EvilGayTwin/status/13808629906"&gt;EvilGayTwin&lt;/a&gt; just got back from swimming to find David Cameron is our new Prime Minister. I should of just drowned myself whilst I had the chance! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/BishopWeston/status/13809497052"&gt;BishopWeston&lt;/a&gt;@SarahBrown10 Thank you - So Rupert Murdoch won the election after all? Really is #nickcleggsfault now - he's so gonna be Haggis in a tin &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/LeeBinding/status/13810819263"&gt;LeeBinding&lt;/a&gt; Anyone else see the Ood singing behind Brown? &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/campbellclaret/status/13856148292"&gt;campbellclaret&lt;/a&gt; New slogan for Lib-dem supporters "I DISAGREE WITH NICK" !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/krishgm/status/13851061980"&gt;krishgm&lt;/a&gt; "the press looked from Tory to Lib Dem and from Lib Dem to Tory......but already it was impossible to say which was which" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/campbellclaret/status/13856148292"&gt;campbellclaret&lt;/a&gt; what a week - trending on twitter re Boulton explosion, most popular twitterer in UK - oui, moi - and new Eton-Westminster-St Pauls govt  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/beano_monty/status/13844856759"&gt;beano_monty&lt;/a&gt; @campbellclaret Will John Prescott be interviewed by Sky? I need something to look forward to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/LukePollard/status/13937250796"&gt;LukePollard&lt;/a&gt; Has Nick Clegg gone from kingmaker to tea maker? - love that question #bbcqt &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/indiaknight/status/14098684143"&gt;indiaknight&lt;/a&gt; David Cameron says "big" too much. Should vary, eg "humongous," "jumbo," "mahoosive". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s fascinating how dated some of these tweets are already. David Cameron is making it clear he’s not going to take any nonsense from his right-wing MPs. Will he also stand up to Rupert Murdoch? Time will tell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-7831404674171691488?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/7831404674171691488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=7831404674171691488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/7831404674171691488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/7831404674171691488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-government.html' title='A new government'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S_XCzh2IwFI/AAAAAAAABKs/0yLCJr91Y04/s72-c/DSC_1783.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-7722033940982459780</id><published>2010-05-19T22:07:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T22:22:40.450+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='environment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='London'/><title type='text'>Bus!</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT COLOR="#000000"&gt;.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S_RT5OANa-I/AAAAAAAABKk/4NoPTB1o1_g/s1600/Picture+3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S_RT5OANa-I/AAAAAAAABKk/4NoPTB1o1_g/s400/Picture+3.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473091689638620130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From time to time I do like this blog to live up to it's name. Therefore, it behooves me to report on Mayor Boris Johnson's announcement of the new Routemaster bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was perhaps the most notable of his election promises - the revival of London's beloved Routemaster with the hop-on hop-off rear platform. The new bus will have this platform, but it will also have doors which will close it, so we shall have to wait and see how hoppable it really turns out to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, Boris and London's Transport Commissioner, Peter Hendy are very proud of the new bus's &lt;A HREF="http://www.tfl.gov.uk/corporate/projectsandschemes/15493.aspx"&gt;green credentials&lt;/A&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;"Entering service in 2012, the futuristic design will use the latest green technology, will be 15 per cent more fuel efficient than existing hybrid buses, 40 per cent more efficient than conventional diesel double decks and much quieter on the streets."&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new buses will be on the streets in 2012, hopefully in time for the London Olympics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S_RTnLCZCaI/AAAAAAAABKc/amYH5Z5g6Yo/s1600/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S_RTnLCZCaI/AAAAAAAABKc/amYH5Z5g6Yo/s400/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473091379604818338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-7722033940982459780?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/7722033940982459780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=7722033940982459780&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/7722033940982459780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/7722033940982459780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2010/05/bus.html' title='Bus!'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S_RT5OANa-I/AAAAAAAABKk/4NoPTB1o1_g/s72-c/Picture+3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-6381560965652696963</id><published>2010-05-17T01:04:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T01:13:56.547+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science'/><title type='text'>Gent with flower</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT COLOR="#000000"&gt;.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S_CIfSTeicI/AAAAAAAABKM/96J0EulUHo0/s1600/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S_CIfSTeicI/AAAAAAAABKM/96J0EulUHo0/s400/Image009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472023618326006210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strictly speaking I wasn't supposed to take this pic so am keeping mum about where this is from ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a portrait of the author of an 18th-century florilegium, or plant encyclopedia. He was German and the book was published in Amsterdam beginning around 1730 (it took 12 years to complete). It's in 8 volumes; each around 500 pages long and contains 1,000 etched and hand-coloured illustrations. Each illustration was waxed to preserve the colour (and presumably to prevent it rubbing off on the facing page).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the logistics of organising that in that time period. No phones, no email, no typewriters or computers - no reliable postal service even. If the print run was just 1,000 that would mean they had to have 1,000,000 illustrations hand-painted to a consistent quality and correctly interleaved in the books. The text refers to illustrations by numbers (and there is an index at the end of the last volume)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really charmed that he had his portrait done in his baroque frock coat and wig holding a flower - his life's work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S_CIfHn17VI/AAAAAAAABKE/sw9Kh_7Db6c/s1600/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S_CIfHn17VI/AAAAAAAABKE/sw9Kh_7Db6c/s400/Image008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472023615458635090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-6381560965652696963?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/6381560965652696963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=6381560965652696963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/6381560965652696963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/6381560965652696963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2010/05/gent-with-flower.html' title='Gent with flower'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S_CIfSTeicI/AAAAAAAABKM/96J0EulUHo0/s72-c/Image009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-3441412122901219987</id><published>2010-05-09T20:30:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T22:23:29.924+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='election'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>election tweets</title><content type='html'>Britain’s recent election was historic in more than one sense - it was the first twitter election too. And of course we all know the most incisive political analysis happens on twitter :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is my digest of tweets of election night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/zefrog/status/13478750948"&gt;zefrog&lt;/a&gt;: It's National Lock A Tory in the Toilet At Work Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/dontgetfooled/status/13479005092"&gt;dontgetfooled&lt;/a&gt; Apparently 100K people just got text-spammed by the Tories. Guess Andy Coulson knows a thing or 2 about getting hold of private numbers... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/edwardclarke/status/13481011997"&gt;edwardclarke&lt;/a&gt; Loads of names crossed off list already - voting must be pretty brisk in Vauxhall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/guy_interruptd/status/13479745844"&gt;guy_interruptd&lt;/a&gt; RT @Craig_Brawn: Looking forward to the election results, its like Eurovision without the singing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/johannhari101/status/13501367635"&gt;johannhari101&lt;/a&gt;  Now's a good time to text and call any friends/relatives who might have forgotten/not bothered to vote. Unless they're Tories, obviously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/jonreed/status/13507748584"&gt;jonreed&lt;/a&gt; polls closing in 10 seconds. can't bear the suspense. #electionparty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/edwardclarke/status/13507822750"&gt;edwardclarke&lt;/a&gt;@jonreed Yikes! BBC news saying LIb DEms on 59 seats in exit polls . . . rough night ahead!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/jackwallington/status/13507464658"&gt;jackwallington&lt;/a&gt; It's about to start. It's exactly like the X Factor finale. The same length too, 12 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/edwardclarke/status/13507887517"&gt;edwardclarke&lt;/a&gt;@jackwallington But the winner gets to stay on top for 5 years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/edwardclarke/status/13507974310"&gt;edwardclarke&lt;/a&gt; Yay! BBC mutes Gove and we have the lovely Harperson instead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/edwardclarke/status/13508729754"&gt;edwardclarke&lt;/a&gt; Fight! Fight! Peter and Theresa going for it! Handbags at midnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/edwardclarke/status/13509687818"&gt;edwardclarke&lt;/a&gt; Absolutely loving all the cock ups on the BBC broadcast - more please! And more Mandelson/Gorman punch ups!     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/technicalfault/status/13510306334"&gt;technicalfault&lt;/a&gt; Absolutely outrageous to hear people have been turned away from polling stations after queueing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/zefrog/status/13512938147"&gt;zefrog&lt;/a&gt; RT @ianvisits @charlesarthur: That offer by Robert Mugabe to come and monitor our elections doesn't look so funny now, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/zefrog/status/13513724067"&gt;zefrog&lt;/a&gt; In France, elections always take place on Sundays. That way people have time to vote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/edwardclarke/status/13513906734"&gt;adventuresofboz&lt;/a&gt;: JOAN COLLINS BEING AMAZING! WHERE IS THE VODKA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/edwardclarke/status/13514024130"&gt;edwardclarke&lt;/a&gt;@ncabani Hiding behind the sofa. Can't believe I laughed my head off when Cameron became Tory chief. Not laughing now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/davidchild/status/13513981437"&gt;davidchild&lt;/a&gt; Looking forward to this party several hours into the free booze. Collins will get her tits out and Starkey will snog Schama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edwardclarke RT @&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/seemaface/status/13513615705"&gt;seemaface&lt;/a&gt; BEST COMMENT OF THE NIGHT - "The Queen is only activated in certain circumstances"- David Dimbleby #ukvote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/jackwallington/status/13514258556"&gt;jackwallington&lt;/a&gt;@edwardclarke It's all about activating the Queen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Jason_Cobb/status/13516531569"&gt;Jason_Cobb&lt;/a&gt; Overall Tory majority prediction? Pondering early night and washing away sins in lido, or bugger it and get more bolly from wine cellar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/edwardclarke/status/13516605249"&gt;edwardclarke&lt;/a&gt;@@Jason_Cobb Hope the Bolly can last 4 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/ncabani/status/13516490158"&gt;ncabani&lt;/a&gt; Dimbelby: looks like Tories may be heading for a majority in parliament...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/edwardclarke/status/13519627742"&gt;indiaknight&lt;/a&gt;: I feel extreme love for Scotland and Wales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/GuyAitchison/status/13519476467"&gt;GuyAitchison&lt;/a&gt; The Scots are lucky, they can just declare independence if the Tories win. Could Kentish Town do the same? #ge2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/AdamBienkov/status/13528589832"&gt;AdamBienkov&lt;/a&gt; RT @TimMontgomerie ConservativeHome no longer believes a Tory majority is possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/CulturalSnow/status/13531529341"&gt;CulturalSnow&lt;/a&gt; RT @Timmy_Lee: People diss First Past the Post, but any system where you can give all three parties a kicking can't be all bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/adamfishpoet/status/13532425469"&gt;adamfishpoet&lt;/a&gt; Zac Goldsmith says he put less cash into his campaign than his rival. Mais oui, Zac, the truly rich rely on favours, don't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/RedMummy/status/13533848918"&gt;RedMummy&lt;/a&gt; Actually think that the Dimbleboy &amp; Paxo should take a bow for conducting entire programme on professionally asking unanswerable questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/CulturalSnow/status/13534032421"&gt;CulturalSnow&lt;/a&gt; Why is Gove so obsessed with Mandelson? Luuurrrve? #ge2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/krishgm/status/13534385650"&gt;krishgm&lt;/a&gt; Brace yourselves for another election within a year? (Sighs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/edwardclarke/status/13536035332"&gt;edwardclarke&lt;/a&gt; To be honest I'm totally shocked at the Tories' anti-constitutional stance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/AdamBienkov/status/13536511652"&gt;AdamBienkov&lt;/a&gt; Telegraph: "David Cameron's achievement eclipses Margaret Thatcher." &lt;a href="http://tgr.ph/cS9ciu"&gt;http://tgr.ph/cS9ciu&lt;/a&gt; No, she won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/edwardclarke/status/13558461098"&gt;AlextheFly&lt;/a&gt;: They say never buy The Mirror, but it is, on occasion, hilarious: &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/1lswlf"&gt;http://twitpic.com/1lswlf&lt;/a&gt; #ukelection #ge10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JonReed RT &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/jonreed/status/13573030270"&gt;johannhari101&lt;/a&gt;: Gay vote for Cameron collapsed from 39% to 6%, according 2 &lt;a href="mailto:@pinknews"&gt;@pinknews&lt;/a&gt;. It's the gays wot lost it for Cameron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/johannhari101/status/13530636890"&gt;johannhari101&lt;/a&gt;: More than 50% voted against Cameron for parties to his left. In any other European country, that would be a landslide defeat for the right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/edwardclarke/status/13574780452"&gt;RT @MODERN1ST&lt;/a&gt;: RT @jules_lewis Whoever came up with CON-DEM-NATION is a damn genius! #ge2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/edwardclarke/status/13664439275"&gt;Sheamus&lt;/a&gt;: Nick Clegg is for sale on eBay. &lt;a href="http://bit.ly/a64FOE"&gt;http://bit.ly/a64FOE&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/ianvisits/status/13658297235"&gt;ianvisits&lt;/a&gt;: The last time a Liberal leader considered a coalition with the Tories, he was charged with conspiracy to murder. Just saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/pureartifice/status/13670162674"&gt;pureartifice&lt;/a&gt;: Have got day off tomorrow so am happy to help form a government but I will need to pop to Waitrose at some point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/CherylKerl"&gt;CherylKerl&lt;/a&gt;: Hei this hung Polamint thing. Can the nut just aall tek torns? Yerz kna, one week at a teim faw each poaty? Wudden tha woak?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-3441412122901219987?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/3441412122901219987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=3441412122901219987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/3441412122901219987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/3441412122901219987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2010/05/election-tweets.html' title='election tweets'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-314413551065418270</id><published>2010-05-08T15:50:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T15:54:49.178+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='election'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>the point of liberals</title><content type='html'>&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;"In the realm of practical politics, two things must happen - both of which are likely. There must be one more General Election to disillusion Labour optimists as to the measure of their political strength, standing by themselves. But equally on our side there must be a certain change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Liberal Party is divided between those who, if the choice be forced upon them, would vote Conservative, and those who, in the same circumstances, would vote Labour. Historically, and on grounds of past service, each section has an equal claim to call itself Liberal. Nevertheless, I think that it would be for the health of the party if all those who believe, with Mr. Winston Churchill and Sir Alfred Mond, that the coming political struggle is best described as Capitalism versus Socialism, and, thinking in these terms, mean to die in the last ditch for Capitalism, were to leave us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brains and character of the Conservative Party have always been recruited from the Liberals, and we must not grudge them the excellent material with which, in accordance with our historic mission, we are now preserving them from intellectual starvation. It is much better that the Conservative Party should be run by honest and intelligent ex-Liberals, who have grown too old and tough for us, than by Die-Hards. Possibly the Liberal Party cannot serve the State in any better way than by supplying Conservative Governments with Cabinets, and Labour Governments with ideas," - &lt;a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=x7clD4YypVMC&amp;pg=PA343&amp;lpg=PA343&amp;dq=The+brains+and+character+of+the+Conservative+Party+have+always+been+recruited+from+the+Liberals,+and+we+must+not+grudge+them+the+excellent+material+with+which,+in+accordance+with+our+historic+mission,+we+are+now+preserving+them+from+intellectual+starvation.+It+is+much+better+that+the+Conservative+Party+should+be+run+by+honest+and+intelligent+ex-Liberals,+who+have+grown+too+old+and+tough+for+us,+than+by+Die-Hards.+Possibly+the+Liberal+Party+cannot+serve+the+State+in+any+better+way+than+by+supplying+Conservative+Governments+with+Cabinets,+and+Labour+Governments+with+ideas&amp;source=bl&amp;ots=1If-PC_J3S&amp;sig=J4j7l9LBk6q3ASUN6BF_w2z0eMo&amp;hl=en&amp;ei=AUjkS9eiAsSBlAee4oGLAg&amp;sa=X&amp;oi=book_result&amp;ct=result&amp;resnum=1&amp;ved=0CBIQ6AEwAA#v=onepage&amp;q=The brains and character of the Conservative Party have always been recruited from the Liberals, and we must not grudge them the excellent material with which, in accordance with our historic mission, we are now preserving them from intellectual starvation. It is much better that the Conservative Party should be run by honest and intelligent ex-Liberals, who have grown too old and tough for us, than by Die-Hards. Possibly the Liberal Party cannot serve the State in any better way than by supplying Conservative Governments with Cabinets, and Labour Governments with ideas&amp;f=false"&gt;J.M. Keynes&lt;/a&gt;, in a speech given to the Manchester Reform Club in February 1926.&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- from &lt;a href="http://andrewsullivan.theatlantic.com/the_daily_dish/2010/05/quote-for-the-day-ii-1.html"&gt;Andrew Sullivan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-314413551065418270?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/314413551065418270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=314413551065418270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/314413551065418270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/314413551065418270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2010/05/point-of-liberals.html' title='the point of liberals'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-779235976690238145</id><published>2010-05-03T15:29:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T16:38:16.743+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='election'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clapham'/><title type='text'>Kate Hoey for Vauxhall</title><content type='html'>Nick Clegg’s superb performances in the leaders’ debates on tv gave the electorate a credible ‘change’ candidate, and I hope the Liberal Democrats do well enough to make reform of the UK governing system unstoppable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happens, this is I think the most crucial election for ages - a real watershed for the United Kingdom. The collapse of the Western world’s banking system has demonstrated just how voodoo were the voodoo economics introduced by Thatcher and Reagan in the 1980s (and enthusiastically bought into and developed by New Labour).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was always tension in Labour regards this and Gordon Brown’s response to the crisis showed that Labour’s uneasy relationship with the economic consensus allowed ultimately for a greater flexibility in approach to massive systemic problems. It is clear Brown and Alistair Darling have actually achieved some success here, and I have no doubt that their approach is the correct one as the crisis continues to develop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By contrast, the Conservatives under David Cameron and George Osborne do not appear to have grasped that the financial crisis has fatally cracked open the whole Thatcherite ideology and show every sign of wanting to repeat the same very damaging policies of Thatcher’s first years in power. Again, I think Brown’s claim that the Conservatives would lead the country back into recession is all too credible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Labour has come to the end of its term and it is very clear the country does not want Brown as leader. Whatever Labour’s successes in domestic policy,  allowing our foreign policy to be set by the Americans has been a disaster, leading us into an illegal war in Iraq and a seemingly unending quagmire in Afghanistan. Both Blair and Brown have introduced, have tried to introduce or are planning to introduce draconian legislation that severely restricts our civil liberties. But I think despite promising to scrap ID cards the Conservatives are likely in time to match New Labour’s disgraceful authoritarian tendency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The extent of MPs’ greed and corruption was made clear by the revelations in the Telegraph last year. No one came out well, and the worst offenders will be no more after this election. But even in opposition, the Conservatives scored some massive clangers with expenses for moat cleaning, duck houses, etc - with one chap blithely wittering on tv about how his house looked like Balmoral, completely unaware of how the tax-paying electorate viewed this. Other Tory multi-millionaire offspring of inherited wealth seem to think it is perfectly acceptable trying to stand for election to Parliament while maintaining non-dom (non tax-paying) status.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, together with very many in the country I am hoping for a hung, or balanced, Parliament, which I hope will force the politicians to work together to address the serious issues we as a nation face. I also tend to think that a hung Parliament will arrest our slide into authoritarianism. And I’m not entirely convinced by the economic horror stories the banksters are advancing: rather, a hung Parliament will reinforce the current Labour policy while also bringing forward the necessary banking reforms that only the Lib Dems are proposing now. And even if true, I think the economic issues are not the most important things at stake anyway - our survival as a liberal democracy is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have decided to vote for our sitting MP &lt;a href="http://www.katehoey.com/"&gt;Kate Hoey&lt;/a&gt;. I like the way despite holding a massive majority she has not taken my vote for granted and has campaigned vigorously. She’s been a great constituency MP, always answering all my letters. Her record in voting against the government on civil liberties issues (and the Iraq War) is utterly exemplary and very brave. Her expenses claims are completely transparent and honest. If we are heading for a hung Parliament, we need as many clear-thinking, independent and forthright individuals as we can get. I am therefore voting for Kate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-779235976690238145?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/779235976690238145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=779235976690238145&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/779235976690238145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/779235976690238145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2010/05/kate-hoey-for-vauxhall.html' title='Kate Hoey for Vauxhall'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-8031750247626365235</id><published>2010-04-30T23:33:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T17:29:36.319+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocolate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Rabot Estate in London</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT COLOR="#000000"&gt;.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S9tdPwpmzRI/AAAAAAAABJ8/xLXoFtVoRMg/s1600/DSC_5979.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S9tdPwpmzRI/AAAAAAAABJ8/xLXoFtVoRMg/s400/DSC_5979.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466065098083061010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.qype.co.uk/uki12-london-london-bridge'&gt;London&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I popped over to Borough Market this afternoon to buy some Jerusalem artichokes for a soup I’m planning to make this weekend (I thought it unwise to rely on our local Sainsbury's or Tescos). I was very excited to spot a new chocolate cafe and shop just at the beginning of Stoney Street: Rabot Estate. Apparently, it is the Borough Market ‘farm shop’ of one of the oldest cocoa estates in St Lucia, dating to 1745. The founders of the Hotel Chocolat chain of shops (and website) bought the Estate a few years ago and have invested heavily in new cocao plants and upgrading equipment and systems. Rabot Estate is taking the lead in reviving the cocoa industry in St Lucia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shop is pretty eye-catching and completely open to the street. It’s decorated in lots of chocolate browns, with reclaimed woods, corrugated iron panels and simple stencil-style typography and manilla labels. However the pricing is anything but basic - £8 for a bag of chocolate anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S9tdPPAlWII/AAAAAAAABJk/ADDgLBvZT8A/s1600/DSC_5986.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S9tdPPAlWII/AAAAAAAABJk/ADDgLBvZT8A/s400/DSC_5986.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466065089052629122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to play to safe and bought myself a small bar of their ‘Dash of Milk’ range (mid-way between classic dark chocolate and milk chocolate) to try. The 35g bars come in at £2.75 (however if you buy three they come at £2.50 each). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S9tdO2ucnaI/AAAAAAAABJc/TNdaZrPRtF4/s1600/DSC_5997.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S9tdO2ucnaI/AAAAAAAABJc/TNdaZrPRtF4/s400/DSC_5997.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466065082534108578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the till I succumbed to temptation and had a hot chocolate (a more reasonable £2.50 per cup). You can choose between a 70% cocoa or a 100% cocoa, which you can sweeten to personal taste. I went for the 70% option. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S9tdPnBV5QI/AAAAAAAABJ0/4dV6GXLGjys/s1600/DSC_5980.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S9tdPnBV5QI/AAAAAAAABJ0/4dV6GXLGjys/s400/DSC_5980.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466065095498261762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This turned out to be very frothy and light - not particularly thick in texture  but with a wonderfully thick chocolate flavour which coated my mouth and lasted a while. I think this might just become a Borough Market tradition for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S9tdPkNFjbI/AAAAAAAABJs/dpVdPekAJcw/s1600/DSC_5985.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S9tdPkNFjbI/AAAAAAAABJs/dpVdPekAJcw/s400/DSC_5985.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466065094742216114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also sell something called ‘chocolate tea’ which apparently was big in 18th-century London before hot chocolate caught on. I need to try that sometime. Also available are chocolate-themed savoury snacks. This place is a great addition to Borough market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.rabotestate.com/boroughmarket.html"&gt;Rabot Estate&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Stoney Street&lt;br /&gt;Borough Market&lt;br /&gt;London&lt;br /&gt;SE1 9AA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening hours: Mon - Sat 07:00 - 18:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out my review of &lt;a href='http://www.qype.co.uk/place/1403056-Rabot-Estate-London'&gt;Rabot Estate&lt;/a&gt; - I am &lt;a href='http://www.qype.co.uk/people/hedgiecc'&gt;hedgiecc&lt;/a&gt; - on &lt;a href='http://www.qype.co.uk/'&gt;Qype&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-8031750247626365235?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/8031750247626365235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=8031750247626365235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/8031750247626365235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/8031750247626365235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2010/04/qype-rabot-estate-in-london.html' title='Rabot Estate in London'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S9tdPwpmzRI/AAAAAAAABJ8/xLXoFtVoRMg/s72-c/DSC_5979.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-1166577792082114808</id><published>2010-04-29T08:07:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T08:15:00.849+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='London'/><title type='text'>Present shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S9kxGdQZ0NI/AAAAAAAABJU/dCQD_ANdkRk/s1600/DSC_5874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S9kxGdQZ0NI/AAAAAAAABJU/dCQD_ANdkRk/s400/DSC_5874.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465453609793212626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I raced around London last Saturday morning - had to get to Whole Foods in High Street Kensington to buy John Master's Organics Blood Orange and Vanilla body wash as an early birthday present for my friend Sue, who was visiting from Cape Town. I picked up wrapping paper and ribbon from Scribbler at High St Ken too - having very amusing interactions with their staff there - and then tubed to St Paul's where I gulped down a quick sandwich and wrapped the present next to the fountain, being very careful of pigeons, wind, and splashes from the fountain. The result isn't one of my best but nevermind. Then I toddled off to Tate Modern to meet Sue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-1166577792082114808?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/1166577792082114808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=1166577792082114808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/1166577792082114808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/1166577792082114808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2010/04/present-shopping.html' title='Present shopping'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S9kxGdQZ0NI/AAAAAAAABJU/dCQD_ANdkRk/s72-c/DSC_5874.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-307426990701521117</id><published>2010-04-18T21:51:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T22:02:59.660+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='environment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clapham'/><title type='text'>Spring hits SW!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S8txXyEzHuI/AAAAAAAABI0/ihMurUckLVI/s1600/DSC_5861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S8txXyEzHuI/AAAAAAAABI0/ihMurUckLVI/s400/DSC_5861.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461583626509688546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend has been spectacularly gorgeous here in Clapham, with the Common alive with thousands of Claphamites enjoying the great outdoors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyjafjallajoekull's ash certainly hasn't caused any cooling around here! (yet, touch wood!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-307426990701521117?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/307426990701521117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=307426990701521117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/307426990701521117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/307426990701521117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2010/04/spring-hits-sw.html' title='Spring hits SW!'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S8txXyEzHuI/AAAAAAAABI0/ihMurUckLVI/s72-c/DSC_5861.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-7842563994235653332</id><published>2010-04-15T20:02:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T03:22:32.534+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craft'/><title type='text'>Quilts</title><content type='html'>Quite surprisingly, the &lt;a href="http://www.vam.ac.uk/collections/textiles/quilts-1700-2010/"&gt;Quilts&lt;/a&gt; exhibition at the V&amp;A is the first in the museum’s history. Nevertheless, the museum is clearly preparing for a blockbuster, with yards and yards (literally) of merchandising opportunities in the gift shop as you exit – the V&amp;A has produced swatches of limited-edition fabric samples for inspired exhibition goers to get quilting with; books on how-to-quilt, as well as the exhibition catalogue. Of course, the bookshop also has loads of other quilting books to choose from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My company got complimentary tickets from the V&amp;A and my colleague Stu and I were gagging to go – strange really, two guys (one straight) instead of all the girls . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The V&amp;A has clearly put a lot of work and thought into the show, and the results are stunning and amazingly inspirational.  The show gives an overview of the historical context and development of quilting, plus very specific insights into the stories of individual pieces – quilting seems intrinsically to sew stories into the piece, as the quilts were made for specific people, to commemorate specific events, were made from material recycled from other projects which had their own stories – and were ultimately handed down through generations and thus embodied family history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we zoom headlong recklessly into a future with a fraction of the resources than we currently enjoy, it was great to see how people’s relationship with the material world was actually richer then than now – every scrap of fabric was prized; saved for reuse in a quilt; every scrap of paper too as the bedrock of the quilted patch (even if most of the stories of women using their husband’s love letters appear to be fabrications – most of the papers used were old tradesmen’s bills). This was recycling on the level of the individual household – ingenuity was used to rework one obsolete item into another, more useful one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This aspect inspired me as much as the beautiful workmanship on display.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a counterpoint to this, the V&amp;A has commissioned new pieces from artists – there are quite wonderful pieces by Grayson Perry and Tracey Emin. Emin’s done a new bed; far more sumptuous than the infamous Tate one of the last decade. Perry’s piece was quite small but packed an emotional punch. It’s a pity the show didn’t have his new tapestries, but I assume they were simply too large to exhibit in the relatively intimate spaces of the V&amp;A temporary exhibition rooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vam.ac.uk/collections/textiles/quilts-1700-2010/"&gt;Quilts: 1700-2010&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Victorian and Albert Museum&lt;br /&gt;20 March - 4 July 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-7842563994235653332?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/7842563994235653332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=7842563994235653332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/7842563994235653332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/7842563994235653332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2010/04/quilts.html' title='Quilts'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-8725942582394549639</id><published>2010-04-12T19:33:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T11:34:23.084+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craft'/><title type='text'>crafty me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S8Nsl22ceuI/AAAAAAAABIU/I2jqzZGX4XQ/s1600/DSC_5603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S8Nsl22ceuI/AAAAAAAABIU/I2jqzZGX4XQ/s400/DSC_5603.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459326570938006242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Spring has seen a veritable renaissance in creativity at Hedgie towers, especially in the textile arts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many years ago on the bus to college my dear friend Ingrid taught me to knit. Ingrid was a free-form jumper knitter – she never followed a pattern and just seemingly randomly used different colours. The results were always amazing; true works of art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So recklessly I threw myself into knitting jumpers – not a traditional start for the novice knitter. Of course unlike Ingrid I always followed a pattern religiously. The repetitive knitting experience soothed the stress of studying for exams. My first jumper ended up miles too big – tension issues – and I didn’t like the cut of the neck of the second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I moved to the UK to complete my education and was seduced by a Kaffe Fassett exhibition at the V&amp;A. I launched into his Persian Poppy pattern vest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S8NsnAf34PI/AAAAAAAABIs/tlnn0CvwHPI/s1600/DSC_5359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S8NsnAf34PI/AAAAAAAABIs/tlnn0CvwHPI/s400/DSC_5359.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459326590707556594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The colour work I took in my stride but Kaffe’s basic sweater patterns follow the divide-for-neck at armhole level formula that I hated in my second sweater. Altering a pattern to raise the neck was a bit daunting, Ingrid was a continent away, and work on the sweater was abandoned at this point. Some twenty years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, a rare attempt at spring cleaning recently revealed the wool stash and on a whim I just starting knitting a scarf – quite the easiest thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S8NsmNh62MI/AAAAAAAABIc/9QWCLP0pGE8/s1600/DSC_5433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S8NsmNh62MI/AAAAAAAABIc/9QWCLP0pGE8/s400/DSC_5433.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459326577025931458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This led to me looking at the poppy vest again. I plotted every stitch on a graph sheet, and hopefully now have an altered neckline that will work. So the poppy vest is going to be finally completed! Woop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, my freeform stripey scarf led to me trying a stripey hat to match – less successful, but still quite fun. I want to do stripey gloves now to finish the ensemble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this knitting activity was egged on marvellously by web 2.0: &lt;A HREF="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3uw-nUvGrBY&amp;playnext_from=TL&amp;videos=nhs7Dm7NSNQ"&gt;YouTube&lt;/A&gt; helped with knitting primer lessons and a twitter friend referred me to the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.ravelry.com/"&gt;Ravelry&lt;/A&gt; site – networking for knitters! It’s speeded my progress up amazingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S8NsmuiEMyI/AAAAAAAABIk/NuHqMRr4kp8/s1600/DSC_5414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S8NsmuiEMyI/AAAAAAAABIk/NuHqMRr4kp8/s400/DSC_5414.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459326585884914466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, that’s not all! My textile activities are expanding . . . but that’s another post . . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-8725942582394549639?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/8725942582394549639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=8725942582394549639&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/8725942582394549639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/8725942582394549639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2010/04/crafty-me.html' title='crafty me'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S8Nsl22ceuI/AAAAAAAABIU/I2jqzZGX4XQ/s72-c/DSC_5603.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-4540661573791889431</id><published>2010-04-04T11:55:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T13:21:10.776+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Eleven</title><content type='html'>Wow! Thanks BBC for a perfect Easter Saturday afternoon. The long-awaited introduction of Matt Smith as the eleventh incarnation of Doctor Who was a triumph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steven Moffat had written some of the most memorable episodes of the previous series, so we were quite happy about him taking over the reins from the successful Russell T Davies. But some of us worried that Matt was ‘too young’ - and as an actor he was virtually completely unknown. So his challenge in taking over from David Tennant - voted recently “the best Doctor of all time” and the equally superb Christopher Ecclestone was steep. But it seems the BBC has scored a hat-trick with this casting. It’s no disrespect to Tennant to say that after this first episode I’m struggling to recall his performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt is a good actor but I think what sets him apart is his physicality - physically he’s just perfect for this role, perhaps the best of all time. Despite being so young he has an old-soul vibe going on - his elongated face, razor-sharp cheek bones and long, long fingers  give him an authentically ancient alien look. His mannerisms work well too - a curious mixture of energy-driven new-born lamb and old school professor. His retro Doctor stylings by the beeb are just perfect for now too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The introduction of the new companion (Amy Pond, feistily played by Karen Gillan) was wonderfully done too, very skillfully and economically incorporating her backstory into the fabric of the plot. This character always represents the viewer - and again, very cleverly in this episode managed to cater brilliantly to the entire Dr Who fan demographic as Amy is played young and adult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With two major characters to introduce, the story was always going to be the secondary element but nevertheless the alien prisoner escapee yarn did its bit efficiently. Special effects were a bit ropey but the production dialled up the suspense nicely when needed - a relatively simple thing like an open door on a landing made the heart jump; as always the alien was at it’s most scary when in human form. The ending was a clever assisted deus-ex-machina; the Doctor and the alien’s jailers the Atraxi defeating Prisoner Zero through its own internal logic flaws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moffat has recently emerged from the Tintin project with Steven Spielberg, and I loved the Tintin reference with the coma patients in the hospital. A lovely homage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-4540661573791889431?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/4540661573791889431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=4540661573791889431&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/4540661573791889431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/4540661573791889431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2010/04/eleven.html' title='Eleven'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-3232009575905366019</id><published>2010-03-30T06:44:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T06:49:41.592+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><title type='text'>Word!</title><content type='html'>So bad about blogging this month, but so excellently crafty in other respects (post coming up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, here is another excellent meme I'm stealing from &lt;A HREF="http://thefurtheradventuresofboz.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-feel-like-word-warlock.html"&gt;Boz&lt;/A&gt; ~ a &lt;A HREF="http://www.wordle.net/"&gt;wordle&lt;/A&gt; pic of what I've been wittering on about here recently:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S7GQ2anY3tI/AAAAAAAABIM/OfNc-7fuHVs/s1600/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S7GQ2anY3tI/AAAAAAAABIM/OfNc-7fuHVs/s400/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454299888254246610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cripes I'm obsessed with trivia! *hides in shame*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29000133-3232009575905366019?l=clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/feeds/3232009575905366019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29000133&amp;postID=3232009575905366019&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/3232009575905366019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29000133/posts/default/3232009575905366019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapham-omnibus.blogspot.com/2010/03/word.html' title='Word!'/><author><name>Hedgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00637550146809680298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PV4UX5UxzUo/S7GQ2anY3tI/AAAAAAAABIM/OfNc-7fuHVs/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29000133.post-9199278740352660513</id><published>2010-03-15T19:09:00.010Z</published><updated>2010-03-17T00:28:00.102Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='film'/><title type='text'>Hitting the Road: Gorillaz and Lady Gaga pay homage to Thelma and Louise</title><content type='html'>Ridley Scott is by any measure one of the great filmmakers of our time. I suppose one yardstick of a great film is its enduring impact on popular culture. It is therefore very notable that two great video pop stars should both launch videos almost simultaneously that reference the iconic ending of Ridley Scott’s &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0103074/"&gt;Thelma and Louise&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, which was released almost 20 years ago in 1991.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s a clip of Susan Sarandon and Geena Davis as the heroines in that climactic scene (SPOILERS):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="335"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4z88U915uq8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4z88U915uq8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="335"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stylo&lt;/strong&gt;, the new single from &lt;strong&gt;Gorillaz&lt;/strong&gt;, references the &lt;strong&gt;Thelma and Louise&lt;/strong&gt; ending while mashing it up with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0079501/"&gt;Mad Max&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and possibly even a little &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5pEt5UriB7A"&gt;James Bond&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in there too . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can watch the video on &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h9vAOzYz-Qs"&gt;YouTube&lt;/a&gt; - embedding disabled on request, boringly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Bruce Willis, I salute you! Bruce does a great car chase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lady Gaga&lt;/strong&gt; camps it up to the max - the &lt;strong&gt;Thelma and Louise&lt;/strong&gt; references in her new video for &lt;strong&gt;Telephone&lt;/strong&gt; (featuring &lt;strong&gt;Beyoncé&lt;/strong&gt;) are very specific (even down to the clasped hands). Her choice of mash is the pussy wagon from Quentin Tarantino’s &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0266697/"&gt;Kill Bill&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="285"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GQ95z6ywcBY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GQ95z6ywcBY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockw
