<?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-6407259</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:53:45.422+01:00</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?max-results=100'/><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=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1066</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-115378205566128974</id><published>2006-07-10T09:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T00:00:55.663+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sod off Sudoku</title><summary type='text'>I hate you and your stupid little grids.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115378205566128974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115378205566128974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/07/sod-off-sudoku.html' title='Sod off Sudoku'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-115378202751486356</id><published>2006-07-08T23:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T00:00:27.516+01:00</updated><title type='text'>War on Earth</title><summary type='text'>Well that certainly was a gripping series finale, wouldn't you agree?That's an understatement, clearly. But I didn't write down my immediate thoughts after the episode aired as I had Atul K. round to watch it together in our pants.I was livid when I accidentally stumbled across the biggest spoiler ever on the official Doccie Who site a week ago. It really was a biggie, giving away exactly what </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115378202751486356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115378202751486356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/07/war-on-earth.html' title='War on Earth'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-115378196346081332</id><published>2006-07-04T11:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T23:59:23.506+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mango juice</title><summary type='text'>Having suffered terribly with hayfever this year it's suddenly just... cleared up. My eyes have been okay - no stinging at all - and I've been sneezing far, far less. Joy! I'm really hoping it's left me as quickly as it joined me some years ago.Fun, fun, fun in the sun, sun, sun.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115378196346081332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115378196346081332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/07/mango-juice.html' title='Mango juice'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-115196876003306201</id><published>2006-07-02T04:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T00:28:08.610+01:00</updated><title type='text'>This was a happy street</title><summary type='text'>After yesterday's impressive episode of Doctor Who, I thought I'd revisit the previous two weeks' eps to see what went wrong.Love &amp; Monsters still remains a weak episode in my opinion - probably the weakest of the series. And although I stand by what I said before, I do quite like it now. I think it required an extra viewing just to see past the different style of storytelling.And I don't mind </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115196876003306201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115196876003306201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/07/this-was-happy-street.html' title='This was a happy street'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-115196872225039443</id><published>2006-07-01T19:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T00:25:48.790+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Torchwood</title><summary type='text'>Strike a light, how good was Doctor Who?! Last week's was okay - and only "okay" - and the week before's was crap. But this week's was "OMFG!". I actually let out a gasp at the end revelation like the nance I am.Next week's is going to be earth-shattering.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115196872225039443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115196872225039443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/07/torchwood.html' title='Torchwood'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-115196859495975273</id><published>2006-06-30T12:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T00:20:40.186+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fight the darkness</title><summary type='text'>Spider-Man 3 looks awesome. I can't wait to see it after seeing the teaser.Well, I can wait and I'll have to. But it's going to be painful - it's almost a whole year away. Gah.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115196859495975273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115196859495975273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/06/fight-darkness.html' title='Fight the darkness'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-115196855214811519</id><published>2006-06-26T20:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T00:20:15.506+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Consolation prize</title><summary type='text'>AVP: Alien Vs. Predator greatly disappointed the first time I saw it. So much so that removing the poster from the inside of my then-bedroom door was top priority. But I've just watched the extended version on shiny disc (an impulse buy mainly to complete the set) and it was far, far better than the theatrical version I saw before.It was by no means on par with the original Alien and/or Predator </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115196855214811519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115196855214811519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/06/consolation-prize.html' title='Consolation prize'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-115116043330861164</id><published>2006-06-23T15:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T16:42:14.523+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ancient Czechoslovakian forests</title><summary type='text'>My dissertation tutor is, without a doubt, the biggest prick I have ever met. I'm quite tolerant of most people - and very few can truly get under my skin. But this bloke is a total, total... a word has yet to be invented to describe how totally whatever-it-is he is. But he is one. And a total, total one at that.I'm feeling rather pleased with myself at the moment, though, as I had a massive go </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115116043330861164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115116043330861164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/06/ancient-czechoslovakian-forests.html' title='Ancient Czechoslovakian forests'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-115067345318449811</id><published>2006-06-19T00:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T00:32:52.033+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Not that I'm counting, but...</title><summary type='text'>Nineteen days until the end of term. Joy!Twenty one days until I start work at Paramount. Joy!It's so annoying seeing people swanning around having already left university for this academic year. The gits.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115067345318449811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115067345318449811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/06/not-that-im-counting-but.html' title='Not that I&apos;m counting, but...'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-115066760311658886</id><published>2006-06-17T22:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T00:09:22.046+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Clint</title><summary type='text'>Okay, so my last post wasn’t the best ever. And I regretted the title before I even published it. But hey, even that was better than anything the episode itself had to offer.Firstly, the fact that a Blue Peter competition winner had designed the alien was obvious; it’d been based solely on Fat Bastard from Austin Powers by the looks of it. And no, that isn’t that big a deal. But it felt as if the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115066760311658886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115066760311658886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/06/clint.html' title='Clint'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-115066648690918734</id><published>2006-06-17T19:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T22:34:46.910+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctor Poo</title><summary type='text'>This week's Doccie Who is utter tripe.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115066648690918734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115066648690918734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/06/doctor-poo.html' title='Doctor Poo'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-115066615889962015</id><published>2006-06-11T22:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T22:29:19.126+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nature</title><summary type='text'>Although my hayfever has again been really bad, today has been much better than yesterday - even if far too hot for my liking. And now I want to rip my eyeballs out.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115066615889962015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/115066615889962015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/06/nature.html' title='Nature'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114995190416946084</id><published>2006-06-10T15:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T16:05:04.220+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoyance</title><summary type='text'>I’m so annoyed. I’ve just wasted three hours waiting for a bus, given up and come home. My hayfever is really bad. And England are playing in the World Cup as we speak. Whoop de doo, the whole country must come to a standstill because football is so important. I wouldn’t mind about the football but everyone assumes that everyone else is interested, even if it is only vaguely. I hate it and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114995190416946084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114995190416946084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/06/annoyance.html' title='Annoyance'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114929019489063942</id><published>2006-06-03T00:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T00:16:34.933+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a beauty contest</title><summary type='text'>As runner-up, I've just won a copy of Red Dwarf VIII on DVD - the limited Skutter edition at that - in a competition to win an authentic-worn costume from the series.I'm dead chuffed I came so close to the top prize, as it literally was the luck of the draw. And from what I've already seen of the DVD it's a corker.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114929019489063942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114929019489063942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/06/not-beauty-contest.html' title='Not a beauty contest'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114928770113083775</id><published>2006-06-02T23:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T00:32:39.740+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sloth</title><summary type='text'>"alright mr blake 'the girth' neale, how are ya doin?its been a long time no speak, and it got me thinkin, and reminising (spelling dodgy i know). so feeling nostalgic i was going through some old photos when came across this. i wiped it clean then looked at it and thought to myself.... wow! we must have been drunk when we decided to abuse this poor creature, because i cannot remember much about </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114928770113083775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114928770113083775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/06/sloth.html' title='Sloth'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114916947397618193</id><published>2006-06-01T14:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T16:48:08.036+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Strike a light</title><summary type='text'>Ed Bye went to Racodac!Update: Video interview about his Ravensbourne days here.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114916947397618193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114916947397618193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/06/strike-light.html' title='Strike a light'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114892812736903131</id><published>2006-05-29T19:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T19:42:56.216+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Six more weeks of fluff</title><summary type='text'>Fair enough it's only 1,000 words. But the synopsis of my dissertation is proving a right bugger to write. I think the clue is in the word "synopsis" - given it means "a *brief* description of the contents of something". Or so my Cambridge Dictionary claims.It's taken me three hours to write 299 words and that includes my name and the date. At this rate I'll be here for another seven hours </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114892812736903131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114892812736903131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/05/six-more-weeks-of-fluff.html' title='Six more weeks of fluff'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114882383048882575</id><published>2006-05-28T14:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T14:45:02.953+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Neale, your bedroom's on fire</title><summary type='text'>A fire engine has just pulled up outside my house. Firemen got out, knocked on my front door, and asked if the house was on fire.What was all that about?!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114882383048882575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114882383048882575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/05/neale-your-bedrooms-on-fire.html' title='Neale, your bedroom&apos;s on fire'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114882379557138785</id><published>2006-05-27T22:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T14:43:15.573+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Put them to bed</title><summary type='text'>I hate, hate, hate children singing in television adverts - more so when it's a group of them at it. It's bad enough in proper songs, but I can avoid them easily by not listening to music. (Sod off Another Brick in the Wall.)But in television adverts? That's almost an invasion of privacy.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114882379557138785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114882379557138785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/05/put-them-to-bed.html' title='Put them to bed'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114882375804869674</id><published>2006-05-26T23:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T14:42:38.050+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fifteen minutes</title><summary type='text'>The only vaguely interesting thing about this year's Big Brother has so far been the doors. Because the pattern on them sort of resembles Tetris blocks falling down a screen.I really hope someone mental finds a golden ticket, gets put into the house and starts carving up housemates during the night. That would be new, interesting and exciting.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114882375804869674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114882375804869674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/05/fifteen-minutes.html' title='Fifteen minutes'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114882356446812329</id><published>2006-05-23T18:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T14:40:52.913+01:00</updated><title type='text'>It's surely not meant to sound like *that*</title><summary type='text'>The critique for the sperm donation project could've gone better yesterday, but I'm fairly pleased with the outcome. My main aim was to get recognition for trying something ambitious in such little time. And I did."Tossing yourself off," - as uttered by my female course leader three weeks ago - was topped, I feel, when my course tutor described "the come coming down the screen" on Sam S's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114882356446812329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114882356446812329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-surely-not-meant-to-sound-like.html' title='It&apos;s surely not meant to sound like *that*'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114825457246398786</id><published>2006-05-21T23:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T00:36:12.553+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Things have been going a bit EastEnders recently</title><summary type='text'>The last week has been very stressful in the life of your humble narrator. From wanting to constantly punch a certain person in the face to more important, personal matters - not to mention encouraging men to donate sperm between whiles - these have been emotional times.But fear not, for there are only seven more weeks of this term left then it's time for partying hard. Well, not quite "partying </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114825457246398786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114825457246398786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/05/things-have-been-going-bit-eastenders.html' title='Things have been going a bit EastEnders recently'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114773440781894079</id><published>2006-05-15T22:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T00:07:55.883+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I say: "Tina, wear a pair of slippers."</title><summary type='text'>I don't think I've ever been more annoyed than I am now. And it pains me to say that it's all over a sodding bow tie - because I've spent the last four hours battling with the bastard and still can't tie it properly.Someone else has also annoyed me greatly today. And I want to punch them in the face. Hint: The deep-level line of the London Underground that is represented by the colour black on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114773440781894079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114773440781894079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-say-tina-wear-pair-of-slippers.html' title='I say: &quot;Tina, wear a pair of slippers.&quot;'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114773434464403993</id><published>2006-05-13T21:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T00:05:44.680+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rise of the Cybermen</title><summary type='text'>Excellent.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114773434464403993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114773434464403993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/05/rise-of-cybermen.html' title='Rise of the Cybermen'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114738877002598388</id><published>2006-05-10T16:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T00:07:05.316+01:00</updated><title type='text'>There's the fun in biscuits</title><summary type='text'>Unlike just about every other food product these days, I had suspicions that the official Custard Cream biscuits were actually getting bigger. And after a little bit of investigation today (aided by my trusty penis-measuring device), I can reveal that they have, in fact, gone up a whopping 2mm.Value!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114738877002598388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114738877002598388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/05/theres-fun-in-biscuits.html' title='There&apos;s the fun in biscuits'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114703688862336851</id><published>2006-05-07T22:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T22:21:28.653+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The best of both worlds</title><summary type='text'>It's The Bill *and* a jigsaw puzzle rolled into one. What more could you ask for?!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114703688862336851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114703688862336851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/05/best-of-both-worlds.html' title='The best of both worlds'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114703466552169928</id><published>2006-05-06T19:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T21:45:33.520+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Saucy wood nymph</title><summary type='text'>Doctor Who certainly took me by surprise tonight. I wasn't expecting much after last week's lacklustre preview. But it blew my socks - right off. It's definitely up there with last week's gem as contender for best of this series so far. Saying that, though, next week's episode looks to be amazing too. (Cybermen!)I'm so pleased I got into Doctor Who.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114703466552169928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114703466552169928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/05/saucy-wood-nymph.html' title='Saucy wood nymph'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114691940305875190</id><published>2006-05-04T23:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T23:30:46.780+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Living on the edge</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114691940305875190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114691940305875190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/05/living-on-edge.html' title='Living on the edge'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114691873009664894</id><published>2006-05-04T18:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T23:30:38.366+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Please come again</title><summary type='text'>Fair enough I've opted to make a cinema advertisement to encourage the donation of sperm for one of my projects at Racodac. But hearing my middle-aged, female course leader use the words "tossing yourself off" in a tutorial today was most unexpected.At least she didn't refer to the male sexual organs as a "piece of kit".</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114691873009664894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114691873009664894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/05/please-come-again.html' title='Please come again'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114691861613470713</id><published>2006-05-03T16:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T23:34:15.653+01:00</updated><title type='text'>No apples whatsoever</title><summary type='text'>It's all gone a bit The Wicker Man in Chislehurst. Not that there are any naked women jumping through fire or goats urinating on prolific British actors to be seen. Just Maypole dancing and similar eventage.I myself much prefer a bit of medieval folk dancing. But of course, you all know that.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114691861613470713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114691861613470713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/05/no-apples-whatsoever.html' title='No apples whatsoever'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114691850981533259</id><published>2006-05-01T13:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T23:31:35.126+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sod off the Ocado man</title><summary type='text'>If I hear that god-awful Ocado advert one more time, I *will* write to Ocado and tell them exactly what I think of it. I'll make it sound all serious - claiming the advert is sexist in assuming the delivery van driver is male. Then I'm going to hit them with: "It sucks balls." Or something to that effect.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114691850981533259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114691850981533259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/05/sod-off-ocado-man.html' title='Sod off the Ocado man'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114643179888973394</id><published>2006-04-30T18:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T22:16:38.890+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignore the shooty dog thing</title><summary type='text'>How great was Doccie Who?! I didn't get the chance to watch it yesterday because I was visiting relatives. But I've just finished watching a recording and it's clearly the best of this series so far. The whole Doctor/Sarah Jane reunion and then parting again ending was brilliant. Really moving.Having delved deep into classic Doctor Who since the 2005 series, I've seen a lot of Sarah Jane episodes</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114643179888973394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114643179888973394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/04/ignore-shooty-dog-thing.html' title='Ignore the shooty dog thing'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114643177743369384</id><published>2006-04-27T18:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T22:16:17.436+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop press</title><summary type='text'>The outsides of my ears are really, really itchy.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114643177743369384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114643177743369384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/04/stop-press.html' title='Stop press'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114643175508108573</id><published>2006-04-22T22:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T22:22:04.563+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Another beauty contest</title><summary type='text'>I really don't want to go back to Racodac. Not so much a case of "ever" - although that thought does appeal - I could just do with another month or so off.I've been in a bit of a mood on &amp; off for almost two weeks now. You know, a bit fed up, uninspired, blah, blah, blah. Think I need to find something new. Even Doccie Who didn't do much for me tonight. But then again, I hate period pieces so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114643175508108573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114643175508108573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/04/another-beauty-contest.html' title='Another beauty contest'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114643169930665891</id><published>2006-04-19T17:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T22:19:44.596+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A show that reeks of class but not fish</title><summary type='text'>There's going to be a sort of follow-up series to Garth Marenghi's Darkplace.EXCELLENT with brass knobs on.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114643169930665891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114643169930665891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/04/show-that-reeks-of-class-but-not-fish.html' title='A show that reeks of class but not fish'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114539589869683339</id><published>2006-04-15T20:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T22:31:38.696+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Further than we've ever gone before</title><summary type='text'>The return of Doccie Who was great, wasn't it just?! Sublime imagery, great performances all round and very funny to boot. A fine reason to stay in on a Saturday night. Not that I would've gone out anyway, but that's beside the point.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114539589869683339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114539589869683339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/04/further-than-weve-ever-gone-before.html' title='Further than we&apos;ve ever gone before'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114539579164064978</id><published>2006-04-12T23:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T22:29:51.643+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Northern Line</title><summary type='text'>It looks like I've got to rethink the title sequence I was going to do for that pilot episode, as the theme tune has been changed completely (different mood entirely) and now won't work with my clever idea.Bugger.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114539579164064978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114539579164064978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/04/northern-line.html' title='The Northern Line'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114539574724234062</id><published>2006-04-11T13:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T22:29:07.243+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you think you're what they say you are?</title><summary type='text'>I wonder if any channel will be showing The Passion of the Christ over Easter. You know, to keep entertainment topical.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114539574724234062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114539574724234062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/04/do-you-think-youre-what-they-say-you.html' title='Do you think you&apos;re what they say you are?'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114539571432020245</id><published>2006-04-10T22:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T22:28:34.323+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Demons to some, angels to others</title><summary type='text'>Typical. I haven't really been on my computer for a week and now that I'm back, Tetris has stopped working - even though this is my computer, which nobody else touches.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114539571432020245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114539571432020245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/04/demons-to-some-angels-to-others.html' title='Demons to some, angels to others'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114539565115370815</id><published>2006-04-08T18:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T23:06:19.743+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Gym class</title><summary type='text'>Work experience, then. Okay, so it started slowly. Very slowly. But by midweek it had really picked up and turned out to be an insightful, entertaining experience. For the most part I was working on a re-brand of UEFA's Super Cup and their Football Gala event. But I also did masses of research for a presentation on the use of wit/comedy in design. I was even treated to lunch at some swanky </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114539565115370815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114539565115370815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/04/gym-class.html' title='Gym class'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114398815068609094</id><published>2006-04-02T13:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T15:29:10.773+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Heigh-ho, heigh-ho - it's off to work I go</title><summary type='text'>Well, not quite yet. But tomorrow I'm starting a week's placement at English &amp; Pockett. I have to admit, their reputation has unnerved me somewhat - mainly because I'm a mere second year student tosser with little experience in the real world as it were.Ah well, I'm sure it'll be an interesting experience all the same.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114398815068609094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114398815068609094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/04/heigh-ho-heigh-ho-its-off-to-work-i-go.html' title='Heigh-ho, heigh-ho - it&apos;s off to work I go'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114384789301500778</id><published>2006-03-30T22:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T00:31:33.016+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugar, gelatine and fruit flavouring</title><summary type='text'>I really like Jelly.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114384789301500778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114384789301500778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/03/sugar-gelatine-and-fruit-flavouring.html' title='Sugar, gelatine and fruit flavouring'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114384786030138368</id><published>2006-03-28T17:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T17:51:25.620+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hitler's third testicle</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday, then. What can I say - other than it was one of the best days I have experienced on this planet. That's not to say that I have, in fact, visited other planets and enjoyed good times there too. Oh no, that would be a ridiculous thing to claim.No, yesterday morning I RAN from Charing Cross station to HMV in Oxford Street to get there for opening at 9:00 AM. Old school friend, Dazz B. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114384786030138368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114384786030138368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/03/hitlers-third-testicle.html' title='Hitler&apos;s third testicle'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114333037907652025</id><published>2006-03-25T23:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-25T23:51:39.426Z</updated><title type='text'>Gripping yarn</title><summary type='text'>An absence of crimpers and RJ45s did not stop me from successfully repairing my network connection a short moment ago. 'tis annoying how the connection was broken in the first place: cables tangled, USB extension retrieved a bit too forcefully, connection block coming loose at end of CAT5 UTP  (hey, it happens). But Internet equilibrium has now been reinstated in the world of BigBlake - and all </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114333037907652025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114333037907652025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/03/gripping-yarn.html' title='Gripping yarn'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114332645389571124</id><published>2006-03-25T11:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-25T22:40:53.896Z</updated><title type='text'>Delivery</title><summary type='text'>It is here. Twice. Because I ordered two. And now I have a Skutter loose in my room. It keeps spinning around and not hitting my wall.I think I might make an evening of this. The DVD, that is.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114332645389571124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114332645389571124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/03/delivery.html' title='Delivery'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114332640382783254</id><published>2006-03-24T22:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-25T22:43:26.016Z</updated><title type='text'>Culture</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114332640382783254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114332640382783254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/03/culture.html' title='Culture'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114332638033955225</id><published>2006-03-22T20:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-25T22:39:40.340Z</updated><title type='text'>Deliver me</title><summary type='text'>"Your order for Red Dwarf: Complete Series 8 - Skutter Exclusive (Limited Edition) has been posted."Huzzah!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114332638033955225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114332638033955225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/03/deliver-me.html' title='Deliver me'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114332633499014411</id><published>2006-03-21T21:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-25T22:43:01.033Z</updated><title type='text'>Reversing the polarity of the neutron flow</title><summary type='text'>Forgetting the hilarity of the bird-handler's expression in this photograph, does the parrot look like Jon Pertwee - or am I being silly?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114332633499014411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114332633499014411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/03/reversing-polarity-of-neutron-flow.html' title='Reversing the polarity of the neutron flow'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114332628566860350</id><published>2006-03-20T11:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-25T22:38:05.670Z</updated><title type='text'>Involved</title><summary type='text'>My legs &amp; arms ache and my bottom is sore. Can you guess what I did over the weekend? Yes, that's right. Blisters have formed too.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114332628566860350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114332628566860350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/03/involved.html' title='Involved'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114332625724074046</id><published>2006-03-17T11:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-25T22:37:37.256Z</updated><title type='text'>SugaDiva</title><summary type='text'>It'll sound incredibly wanky, but I've just got an email from a dear friend that warmed my very heart. They know who they are.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114332625724074046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114332625724074046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/03/sugadiva.html' title='SugaDiva'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114212910667144766</id><published>2006-03-12T02:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-12T02:05:06.673Z</updated><title type='text'>Metebelis 3</title><summary type='text'>I could never be in a cult. I wouldn’t be able to chant without laughing.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114212910667144766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114212910667144766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/03/metebelis-3.html' title='Metebelis 3'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114212896113055739</id><published>2006-03-11T01:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-12T02:02:41.133Z</updated><title type='text'>More things I think about when I can’t sleep</title><summary type='text'>I wonder if he knows.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114212896113055739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114212896113055739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/03/more-things-i-think-about-when-i-cant.html' title='More things I think about when I can’t sleep'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114212891455603894</id><published>2006-03-11T01:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-12T02:01:54.573Z</updated><title type='text'>Things I think about when I can’t sleep</title><summary type='text'>"Jimmy Carr" sounds a bit like "Jamaica".</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114212891455603894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114212891455603894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/03/things-i-think-about-when-i-cant-sleep.html' title='Things I think about when I can’t sleep'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114204116851108920</id><published>2006-03-10T13:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-11T01:39:28.513Z</updated><title type='text'>Auntie surprises</title><summary type='text'>I've just spotted that Genesis of the Daleks is due for release on shiny disc in April. Now, I know that I've not been into Doctor Who for all that long, but this is undoubtedly my favourite serial of the classic series. And that's got nothing to do with it being the first of the classic series I saw; it really is a brilliant story. And I've watched enough classic episodes now (over twenty five) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114204116851108920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114204116851108920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/03/auntie-surprises.html' title='Auntie surprises'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114204077280734734</id><published>2006-03-08T22:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-11T01:32:52.806Z</updated><title type='text'>Give a hoot</title><summary type='text'>I don't know why the video on this page amuses me as much as it does; I'm not a massive fan of The Simpsons - a casual viewer at best. But I really like it. I suppose it's because you can see the effort, the love that's gone into it. Or something.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114204077280734734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114204077280734734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/03/give-hoot.html' title='Give a hoot'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114204052134288830</id><published>2006-03-07T21:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-11T01:33:24.346Z</updated><title type='text'>You use Quantel?!</title><summary type='text'>Visiting a graphic design company, a high-speed video &amp; film motion control company and BSkyB has been the order of the day. Most excitingly, I found myself in the Sky News studio - right next to a live newscast. Never before has it been such an effort not to impulsively make "meh!" noises at the top of my voice.And yes, that is my hand.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114204052134288830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114204052134288830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/03/you-use-quantel.html' title='You use Quantel?!'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114204032914067684</id><published>2006-03-04T11:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-11T01:26:24.973Z</updated><title type='text'>The biggest jacket this side of Kent</title><summary type='text'>I stayed at Elliot S' last night and didn't get to bed until gone 5:00 AM. Miraculously, I was home this morning BEFORE I'd usually even get out of bed to go to Racodac - despite a bus diversion on the way back.I'll definitely be feeling the effects of that one by mid-next week.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114204032914067684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114204032914067684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/03/biggest-jacket-this-side-of-kent.html' title='The biggest jacket this side of Kent'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114203989907016618</id><published>2006-03-03T18:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-11T01:23:24.723Z</updated><title type='text'>6 pork faggots</title><summary type='text'>I got up early and went to Racodac *just* to drop by the employability department. But it was shut because broadcast students were filming in the corridor. This did not please me in the slightest.I am, however, the graphic &amp; visual effects designer for a science fiction / fantasy / drama pilot television programme called FutureShock. Hurrah!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114203989907016618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114203989907016618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/03/6-pork-faggots_03.html' title='6 pork faggots'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114203982474116395</id><published>2006-02-27T22:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-11T01:17:04.743Z</updated><title type='text'>It's the freakiest show</title><summary type='text'>Life on Mars: Excellent. Can't wait for the second series.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114203982474116395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114203982474116395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-freakiest-show.html' title='It&apos;s the freakiest show'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114203965004803025</id><published>2006-02-24T18:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-11T01:17:20.476Z</updated><title type='text'>Spectacles</title><summary type='text'>The results are in. And my group didn't win the Rave On Air pitch. Not to worry, though, as the panel made it abundantly clear that they would've run with our proposed Dave O'Nair channel brand had previous years' ROAs been more successful. So in a backward way, we're sort of winners.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114203965004803025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114203965004803025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/02/spectacles.html' title='Spectacles'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114203952412255136</id><published>2006-02-23T16:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-11T01:12:38.576Z</updated><title type='text'>Wears a turban</title><summary type='text'>My group's pitch for Rave On Air went remarkably well, gaining many a laugh from all in the boardroom.Thank goodness the project is over and done with now, though.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114203952412255136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114203952412255136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/02/wears-turban.html' title='Wears a turban'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114203903506596325</id><published>2006-02-22T23:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-11T01:03:55.066Z</updated><title type='text'>That's never happened before</title><summary type='text'>I've just overwritten a lengthy document thinking I was overwriting it with an updated version. I wasn't. And I've just lost three pages of work.Big fat hairy balls.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114203903506596325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114203903506596325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/02/thats-never-happened-before.html' title='That&apos;s never happened before'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114203895441656858</id><published>2006-02-19T22:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-11T01:10:04.533Z</updated><title type='text'>E5 A9 08 B7</title><summary type='text'>It's such a pleasant feeling being reminded why I love Red Dwarf so much through actually watching it. I mean, it's all well and good knowing that I love it. But without a viewing it sometimes seems a little matter-of-factly and I don't get that "oh yes!" thought clicking in my mind.In other words, I've just watched a chunk of the Red Dwarf VII DVD and it brought back fond memories of watching </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114203895441656858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114203895441656858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/02/e5-a9-08-b7.html' title='E5 A9 08 B7'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114203875855537363</id><published>2006-02-18T21:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-11T01:00:24.436Z</updated><title type='text'>What does Dave look like?</title><summary type='text'>In my first bit of fun for ages, having worked non-stop this week on Rave On Air while my team-mates were being unfriendly towards each other, I've spent today shooting &amp; editing an amusing promotional video for use in the pitch.I really needed something to raise my spirits and today's events worked a treat. Probably because I got to dress up in various costumes, put on silly voices and play up </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114203875855537363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114203875855537363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/02/what-does-dave-look-like.html' title='What does Dave look like?'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114020616395454427</id><published>2006-02-17T13:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-11T00:57:03.930Z</updated><title type='text'>The height of maturity</title><summary type='text'>Nina Hossain just blurted out "f*cks hunting" live on ITV News instead of saying "fox hunting".What with "bollocks" being shouted on BBC News a few days ago, what is the state of the news coming to? :-D</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114020616395454427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114020616395454427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/02/height-of-maturity.html' title='The height of maturity'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114020581401006442</id><published>2006-02-15T18:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-17T19:52:28.963Z</updated><title type='text'>Double Hard Bastard</title><summary type='text'>The Bill's only on once this week - because of the sodding Brit Awards. You'd think ITV would treat The Bill better given that after Corrie it's probably their flagship programme. But no.At least Neil Stuke's in it tonight. He'll make up for no episode tomorrow. To an extent, at least.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114020581401006442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114020581401006442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/02/double-hard-bastard.html' title='Double Hard Bastard'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114020569048965346</id><published>2006-02-14T18:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-17T19:49:16.723Z</updated><title type='text'>Profanity</title><summary type='text'>I'm pretty sure that someone in the Beeb newsroom/studio shouted "bollocks" live on BBC News a short while ago. Not surprisingly, this amused me greatly.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114020569048965346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114020569048965346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/02/profanity.html' title='Profanity'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114020553425433864</id><published>2006-02-13T22:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-17T19:45:34.256Z</updated><title type='text'>1973</title><summary type='text'>I really, really love Life on Mars. In fact, I love it so much that I feel I've cheated in liking-so-much-ness. ("Cheated" because I rarely watch anything these days that I don't find myself strongly liking - as if I can sense bad programmes &amp; films, thus knowing to avoid them.)But no, Life on Mars is definitely one of the best things on tele in recent years. Along with Doctor Who, of course.And </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114020553425433864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114020553425433864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/02/1973.html' title='1973'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-114020537918974853</id><published>2006-02-12T19:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-17T19:47:18.893Z</updated><title type='text'>If I were a drive, I'd be well hard</title><summary type='text'>Computer hard drive increasage and a sixth golden coin have today made me feel a happy chappy.(The happy chappy in question is reportedly not best pleased about this.)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114020537918974853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/114020537918974853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/02/if-i-were-drive-id-be-well-hard.html' title='If I were a drive, I&apos;d be well hard'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-113988157600712414</id><published>2006-02-11T17:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-14T01:46:16.020Z</updated><title type='text'>Sexcellent</title><summary type='text'>This BBCi article says "burns about 300 calories an hour." But does that mean you have to put a full hour in to qualify for this? I'm only wondering, like.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/113988157600712414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/113988157600712414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/02/sexcellent.html' title='Sexcellent'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-113987921236138594</id><published>2006-02-10T19:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-14T01:07:16.540Z</updated><title type='text'>That doesn't even deserve an answer</title><summary type='text'>And now the wig doesn't exist either, despite there clearly being a photograph of it on this here blog (here).Silly me, I must have imagined it. Yes, that explains it.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/113987921236138594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/113987921236138594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/02/that-doesnt-even-deserve-answer.html' title='That doesn&apos;t even deserve an answer'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-113987813355676035</id><published>2006-02-08T16:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-14T00:48:53.556Z</updated><title type='text'>Sod's law: Revisited</title><summary type='text'>I paid twenty-two English for an eye test today. And when I got home, what had my father received through the post? Yes, a voucher entitling the family to a free eye test. Typical.I didn't need specs in the end either.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/113987813355676035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/113987813355676035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/02/sods-law-revisited.html' title='Sod&apos;s law: Revisited'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-113987772755155229</id><published>2006-02-07T18:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-14T00:47:36.850Z</updated><title type='text'>Just whack a logo on it and it'll be fine</title><summary type='text'>My current Racodac project is to brand the college's annual television event, Rave On Air, which takes place in the spring. This year, there are even talks about it being shown live on digital terrestrial television. (Probably on the NTL channel. But hey, if my group wins the pitch our work will end up on the tele. Quality nice.)My group consists of Elliot S, Sam S. and myself, all of whom are </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/113987772755155229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/113987772755155229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/02/just-whack-logo-on-it-and-itll-be-fine.html' title='Just whack a logo on it and it&apos;ll be fine'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-113987663008426142</id><published>2006-02-04T16:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-14T00:33:50.973Z</updated><title type='text'>0118 999 881 999 119 7253</title><summary type='text'>Well strike me down and become more powerful than I can possibly imagine - wasn't The IT Crowd great last night?! I've been looking forward to it since a billboard went up opposite Focus just down the road. (Around New Year methinks.) It was Richard Ayoade's face that did it, as I'm a huge, huge fan of Garth Marenghi's Darkplace. Plus of course, it's about computer geekery.Talking of computer </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/113987663008426142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/113987663008426142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/02/0118-999-881-999-119-7253.html' title='0118 999 881 999 119 7253'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6407259.post-113987640291216009</id><published>2006-02-03T19:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-14T00:21:36.956Z</updated><title type='text'>Microphone consultant</title><summary type='text'>Waiting for one of our tutors to join us in the Lecture Theatre at Racodac today, Jordan A. thought it'd be funny to play a pornographic video on his mobile telephone and project it onto the big screen using a digital overhead projector. And yes, it was funny. But the tutor walking in to see the female character performing fellatio was even funnier.The only other amusing event of the day was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/113987640291216009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6407259/posts/default/113987640291216009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigblake.blogspot.com/2006/02/microphone-consultant.html' title='Microphone consultant'/><author><name>::BigBlake::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06598885970068610433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://homepage.ntlworld.com/pc.boffins/images/bbbprofile.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
