1966 and all that

One of the duties/chores/professional obligations of the lecturer, especially the journalism lecturer, is to warn students, especially student journalists, of the shortcomings of Wikipedia.

Where am I going with this rambling post?

Recent I was working alongside a well-known former England footballer who had a slate of press interviews lined up. Certain internet print-outs were doing the rounds among his interviewers. "So, you met your wife at a dry cleaners..." started one question. "No, at an ice rink," came a bemused reply. "Where do people get this stuff from?"

Where indeed?


Try reading a book...

Going completely batshit

Regular readers will know I'm more likely to review books than restaurants. Contrary to appearances, I'm no expert on the latter. That said, I know what I like and was a bit disconcerted when trying out 3nity the other night. The theme here is healthy eating and relaxation, planned by feng shui creatives using the word "holistic", no doubt. The musak was a bit dodgy, but the main barrier to relaxation was the big screen looping a BBC wildlife documentary DVD. In a particularly appetising scene, a bat drowns in guano while being eaten alive by cockroaches. "Meal times again," as my mother would say.

Looking Daggers

There are times when I miss teaching, so it's good to see an article of mine being used to teach film in Lexington, Kentucky. Ahh, film school, I'm almost tempted to enroll myself...