June 26th - July 2nd 2006
Sunday Europride
Saturday Coming home
Friday Wired
Thursday Who?
Wednesday Fruity
Tuesday Julian Slade
Monday Silvertown
Sunday 2nd July
Europride, Summer 2006
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Saturday 1st July
There's a giant hoarding outside Rupert Murdoch's headquarters in wapping, advertising the World Cup coverage of The Sun and The News of the World, which reads:
Er, hello? Send for the subs; surely that needs to read:
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Friday 30th July
Canary Wharf, Summer 2006
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Thursday 29th June
In particular, Davies's writing for Doctor Who is obviously influenced by Buffy the Vampire Slayer (1997-2003), Joss Whedon's wonderful show about a Californian high-school student who finds herself chosen, against her will, to patrol graveyards, kick-boxing demons and generally saving the world.
Though Doctor Who is pitched at a younger, less introspective audience than Buffy was.. Davies appears to have learned from Buffy's post-Freudian way with a metaphor, finding the darkness and grandeur in everyday situations, animating and so releasing the huge, scary energies that make and threaten life.
One beauty of the method is that it allows a writer to engage children and adults at the same time, with the same material, but from different angles.
And so, you might want to give a certain reading to the orgiastic leaping and tussling one has to engage in these days to drive the Tardis, the flushes and giggling which tend to accompany tumbling out thereafter; or you might ignore them...
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This, and much much more, from Jenny Turner's article in, good heavens, The London Review of Books
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Wednesday 28th June
Canary Wharf, Summer 2006
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Tuesday 27th June
Obituary Watch: Julian Slade
Lightweight, charming and teetering teasingly for some people on the edge of the almost unbearably whimsical, Julian Slade, who has died aged 76 of cancer, was an essentially English popular composer who wrote the record-breaking Salad Days in six weeks in the mid-1950s, and never achieved anything else...
The show, as with the rest of Slade's output, was chirpily innocent rather than precious, but several critics failed to see that only the pompous would hate it.
Later he wrote a show whose title indicated more clearly what was to become his candy-floss style - Bang Goes the Meringue.
Though he remained keen to work, Salad Days always overshadowed everything Slade did. But he stayed both unmarried and unbitter..![]()
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Monday 26th June
Silvertown, Summer 2006
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