<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259</id><updated>2009-02-24T12:38:06.456Z</updated><title type='text'>::BigBlakeBlog::</title><subtitle type='html'>Foxy stoat seeks pig.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1066</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-115973716721996171</id><published>2006-10-01T22:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T22:13:37.156+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Redirecting…</title><summary type='text'>Please click here if redirect fails.Don’t forget to update your bookmarks and feed addresses :-)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115973716721996171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115973716721996171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/10/redirecting.html' title='Redirecting…'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14715067758192777540'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-115878591820906560</id><published>2006-09-20T21:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T21:58:38.260+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Good news, bad news</title><summary type='text'>Oh yes! Oh no!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115878591820906560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115878591820906560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/09/good-news-bad-news.html' title='Good news, bad news'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14715067758192777540'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-115836230070786286</id><published>2006-09-15T11:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T00:19:57.516+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Blake, Little Britain</title><summary type='text'>But it's rubbish! Why are things like this getting made ahead of the Red Dwarf film? Red Dwarf has been going for far longer and has a bigger fan base. ARGH.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115836230070786286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115836230070786286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/09/big-blake-little-britain.html' title='Big Blake, Little Britain'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14715067758192777540'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-115836225216765091</id><published>2006-09-12T20:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T00:18:02.900+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cowabunga</title><summary type='text'>After my love affairs with Thomas the Tank Engine and Ghostbusters came a love for Teenage Mutant Hero (Ninja) Turtles. I watched the cartoon, I had all the toys, the NES (and SNES) games and watched each three of the live-action films in awe.Thinking back on the films now, however, I can't help but feel a bit cringed. (I'm not sure if grammatically that's the correct use of the word. But </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115836225216765091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115836225216765091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/09/cowabunga.html' title='Cowabunga'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14715067758192777540'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-115836209450476320</id><published>2006-09-11T21:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T00:23:52.913+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fates intertwined</title><summary type='text'>Collateral greatly disappointed the first time I saw it. I can't remember why, though I do remember feeling the ending was a bit rushed - so maybe that's partly to blame.Whatever, I fancied a revisit earlier and have just finished watching it for the second time. It was excellent. In fact, the only bit I didn't like was seeing Jamie Foxx's character checking his postcard towards the beginning </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115836209450476320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115836209450476320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/09/fates-intertwined.html' title='Fates intertwined'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14715067758192777540'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-115773686692006699</id><published>2006-09-08T18:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T18:34:26.970+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate politics</title><summary type='text'>But I love Boris Johnson.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115773686692006699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115773686692006699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-hate-politics.html' title='I hate politics'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14715067758192777540'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-115773530994589620</id><published>2006-09-07T21:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T18:23:40.156+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Complacency</title><summary type='text'>George of Asda is going the right way about getting a thump with all of these horrible adverts. I wouldn't mind if the songs used were actually recent - then I might just be convinced the children hadn't learnt the lyrics especially for the recording. I mean, come on - Pretty Woman. Fair enough, I've heard it. But even I don't know all of the words and I'm nearing twenty-one.As with all the other</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115773530994589620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115773530994589620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/09/complacency.html' title='Complacency'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14715067758192777540'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-115773524627992213</id><published>2006-09-07T12:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T18:07:26.280+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pppppppp-pancake day</title><summary type='text'>After yesterday's tearful night comes today's great morning: A fifteen-minute one-on-one conversation with Danny John-Jules and three Star Wars DVDs that aren't even released until Monday.I am the cool.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115773524627992213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115773524627992213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/09/pppppppp-pancake-day.html' title='Pppppppp-pancake day'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14715067758192777540'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-115773508869599868</id><published>2006-09-01T01:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T18:04:48.696+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The pudding</title><summary type='text'>Ouch. It's my chair's fault.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115773508869599868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115773508869599868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/09/pudding.html' title='The pudding'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14715067758192777540'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-115626164825106265</id><published>2006-08-19T10:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T22:03:40.916+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A talent for causing things pain</title><summary type='text'>In the last twelve hours I have cut just under my left eye with a coat hanger, gashed my head badly on a piece of wood, stubbed my toe - once again - on my subwoofer, and received a massive accidental (don't ask) love bite on my neck.Considering I've only been awake for six of these twelve hours, that's not bad going wouldn't you agree?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115626164825106265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115626164825106265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/08/talent-for-causing-things-pain.html' title='A talent for causing things pain'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14715067758192777540'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-115626154241698267</id><published>2006-08-17T22:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T22:07:12.846+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Brown trousers time</title><summary type='text'>It's no secret that I generally get very tense, and that I think I've fallen into the trap of blaming fruit. But I am not one to scare easily.So, that in mind, I got the fright of my life a short moment ago... when my life-size Arnold Schwarzenegger cardboard cutout fell through my open door and onto me whilst I was seated at my computer.Remember that for anyone to even be in the vicinity of my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115626154241698267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115626154241698267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/08/brown-trousers-time.html' title='Brown trousers time'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14715067758192777540'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-115524428858829154</id><published>2006-08-10T22:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T22:11:28.623+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Television hell</title><summary type='text'>I hate you, I hate you, I hate you! Go away you singing children in adverts and crawl away and die in a ditch somewhere, you bastards.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115524428858829154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115524428858829154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/08/television-hell.html' title='Television hell'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14715067758192777540'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-115520815016489719</id><published>2006-08-10T11:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T12:09:10.196+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Danger</title><summary type='text'>The bus route I use every day to get to Racodac &amp; back has been officially declared the second most dangerous route in London.What can I say? - I live on the edge.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115520815016489719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115520815016489719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/08/danger.html' title='Danger'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14715067758192777540'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-115508197027282237</id><published>2006-08-09T01:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T01:13:40.826+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Billboard</title><summary type='text'>What is wrong with this picture - available on the newly relaunched The Bill site, which did *not* launch on 21st July as they proclaim?Answer: The absence of characters like Reg Hollis, June Ackland and co. Now fair enough, some of the more original (i.e. older) faces don't exactly fit the Hollyoaks look that ITV are currently pushing for with The Bill. But it's those characters that made - and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115508197027282237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115508197027282237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/08/billboard.html' title='The Billboard'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14715067758192777540'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-115508177141346513</id><published>2006-08-04T23:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T01:11:39.186+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Truffle Shuffled</title><summary type='text'>One of many reasons why YouTube is excellent.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115508177141346513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115508177141346513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/08/truffle-shuffled.html' title='Truffle Shuffled'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14715067758192777540'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-115508173323876858</id><published>2006-08-02T20:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T01:10:17.623+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A lack of acting talent</title><summary type='text'>Do the The Bill casting team think us viewers are dumb or something? They've got the actress who played Matt Boyden's daughter three years ago playing a completely different/new character tonight.They've done this before - recycled performers for different roles - which is fine as long as they only play minor roles. But her previous character was so significant (not only did she have her police </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115508173323876858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115508173323876858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/08/lack-of-acting-talent.html' title='A lack of acting talent'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14715067758192777540'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-115378290656103734</id><published>2006-07-23T19:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T00:43:51.623+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A masturbation joke in a Disney film?! Avast!</title><summary type='text'>To end my busy two week stint of traversing London from early int' morning until considerably late int' evening, I spent yesterday afternoon moving about London with Katherine McK. (who has surprisingly not got FAT despite having just returned from a year in America - although she is still a ginge), ending the day with a viewing of Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest.It was great finally </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115378290656103734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115378290656103734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/07/masturbation-joke-in-disney-film-avast.html' title='A masturbation joke in a Disney film?! Avast!'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14715067758192777540'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-115378279988271298</id><published>2006-07-22T09:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T00:40:19.340+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Numberwank</title><summary type='text'>I got tickets to see That Mitchell and Webb Look being filmed some time ago but have feared not seeing it all of this week because of yesterday's planned rail strike. Thankfully the strike was called off on Thursday, and I got to see the legendary duo in all their physical glory last night as intended.I was really looking forward to the evening, as I absolutely love the radio version of the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115378279988271298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115378279988271298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/07/numberwank.html' title='Numberwank'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14715067758192777540'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-115378266000466776</id><published>2006-07-22T09:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T00:37:22.076+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Comedy is Paramount</title><summary type='text'>It was my last day working at Paramount yesterday and I thoroughly enjoyed my two weeks there. The work was great and a fair deal of what I did is actually going straight ont' television. Excellent with brass knobs on!Bidding farewell was a tad... odd, as I could really see myself staying there forever; I got on swimmingly with the team and altogether settled in unbelievably quickly. My guvnor, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115378266000466776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115378266000466776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/07/comedy-is-paramount.html' title='Comedy is Paramount'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14715067758192777540'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-115378247583995395</id><published>2006-07-20T18:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T01:13:20.733+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A thousand words</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115378247583995395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115378247583995395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/07/thousand-words.html' title='A thousand words'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14715067758192777540'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-115378244326593704</id><published>2006-07-18T19:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T00:07:23.266+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm going to be on television!</title><summary type='text'>Well, not all of me. But my hand is going to be famous.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115378244326593704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115378244326593704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-going-to-be-on-television.html' title='I&apos;m going to be on television!'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14715067758192777540'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-115378241768821003</id><published>2006-07-17T07:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T00:06:57.690+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange thoughts when I'm asleep</title><summary type='text'>I rarely remember my dreams, but I had the most vivid of dreams last night - that Red Dwarf IX had secretly been filmed and I somehow stumbled across the continuity announcement just as the first episode aired having not been scheduled to.The episode was mind-blowing too, far better than what VIII had to offer. Then my dream skipped forward several days and the success of the first episode alone </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115378241768821003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115378241768821003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/07/strange-thoughts-when-im-asleep.html' title='Strange thoughts when I&apos;m asleep'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14715067758192777540'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-115378236254499789</id><published>2006-07-14T23:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T00:06:02.546+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sandy be careful!</title><summary type='text'>I tend not to talk about Big Brother on this here blog because every other munchkin discusses it at length everywhere else. But I will say that I'm going to stop watching it now, as the public has voted out all of the strongest characters this year - and have just evicted possibly the most amusing housemate to date.Sure, Nikki's tantrums were pathetic but at least she entertained - which is more </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115378236254499789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115378236254499789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/07/sandy-be-careful.html' title='Sandy be careful!'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14715067758192777540'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-115378228139061284</id><published>2006-07-13T21:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T00:04:41.393+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Smug mode indeedy</title><summary type='text'>Paramount have asked me back for another week.Several pieces of my work are going on air.Go me.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115378228139061284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115378228139061284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/07/smug-mode-indeedy.html' title='Smug mode indeedy'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14715067758192777540'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-115378220746438260</id><published>2006-07-13T12:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T18:33:29.180+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad old git section</title><summary type='text'>Postage is soon to be based on size as well as weight. Anything to make more money, eh? Why don't they just make stamps bigger and have a dedicated space for advertising on them? That'd make Royal Mail a tidy packet and keep the general public happy.Fair enough, you can't travel across the country for as little as 32p - or however much 1st class stamps cost these days. But come on, this new move </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115378220746438260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115378220746438260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/07/sad-old-git-section.html' title='Sad old git section'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14715067758192777540'/></author></entry></feed>