tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53000781217315886202024-03-13T09:12:28.091-07:00A Union Jack For BarackAs homage to the 'special relationship' that exists between the US and the UK, I have asked 500 well-known Britons to write a message on my Union Jack flag, which will then be sent to Barack Obama. Why? See Below...Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02977929319414173478noreply@blogger.comBlogger48125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5300078121731588620.post-67982314858376671902011-01-19T07:15:00.000-08:002011-03-07T11:21:21.133-08:00Hu's In The House<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f_3ecZmYmWk/TXUuh9kfPmI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/8ua9XntoNxI/s1600/obama_hu.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 140px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f_3ecZmYmWk/TXUuh9kfPmI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/8ua9XntoNxI/s200/obama_hu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581418474193763938" border="0" /></a><div>The most pertinent point that I can make about the current Chinese President - other than waffling on about human rights abuses, the building up of a military arsenal in South East Asia, progressive economy yadda yadda - is that his name is clearly a headline writer's dream.<br /><br />I could quite easily have gone for 'Hu's sorry now', perhaps in reference to his humble rhetoric concerning China's treatment of political dissidents.<br /><br />Or on a more bizarre tangent I might have chosen 'Hu's on first base?' or possibly even 'Hu let the dogs out'. However I believe that <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bo_%28dog%29">Bo</a>, the First Dog and one who is very much part of the Obama household, has not been let out and remains confined to the East Wing.<br /><br />Anyway, enough of all this nonsense relating to the moniker of China's head honcho (just as well he isn't a doctor), Hu Jintao is currently in the States at the behest of Prez Obama and arrives hot on the heels (internally elevated) of Nicolas Sarkozy. Am I to assume that America has shuffled the pack once again and has yet another new best friend.<br /><br />We in Britain really are being swiftly shunted down the pecking order in terms of the 'Special Relationship'<br /><br />I don't really have anything articulate or sapient to say about this meeting of two of the world's Superpowers, I just wanted to shoehorn in some puns at the top of the page.</div>Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02977929319414173478noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5300078121731588620.post-59701320208622871682011-01-13T10:32:00.000-08:002011-03-03T07:15:56.061-08:00Barack Courts Les Frogs<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TTHudhzja6I/AAAAAAAAA8M/lm90es9XqOQ/s1600/Barack%252Bfrog.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562489205837491106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TTHudhzja6I/AAAAAAAAA8M/lm90es9XqOQ/s200/Barack%252Bfrog.jpg" /></a>Sorry, I hope I haven't offended anyone by refering to the French as <span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">'Les Frogs'</span>. It's purely a term of endearment, a friendly chuck on the arm to our horse-eating friends on the other side of the Channel, whom I for one cannot bear to be in the presence of.<br /><br />I'm not sure if it's something about Thierry Henry's arrogance, the fact that I can't afford a wax jacket with courderoy collar or perhaps simply because I was once told to 'eff off' (or words to that effect) by a French girl whilst holidaying in Le Touquet, that I now don't have much time for any of them.<br /><br />President Bazza does however.<br /><br />The other day my dad told me that his sister told him (in a sort of 'he said, she said...' way) that there was a newspaper article claiming France to be America's new 'Best Friend'.<br /><br />I attempted to verify this by typing '<a href="http://www.google.co.uk/#sclient=psy&hl=en&q=obama+france+best+friends&aq=f&aqi=&aql=&oq=&pbx=1&fp=4b9287f1c76688ee">Obama France Best Friends</a>' into Google yet this simply came up with lots of links to a website called 'Stormfront' that I think has something to do with the Met Office? - As narrated by lots of angry white men who don't seem to like foreigners.<br /><br />and then I found it on a different website, the quote was there in black and white and with a clenched fist I read:<br /><br /><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">'We don’t have a stronger friend and stronger ally than Nicolas Sarkozy, and the French people.'</span><br /><br />What the? Such a duplicitous so and so, why I oughtta....I thought it was us, good old Blighty that had the 'Special Relationship' with America..... And now I find that they're rushing around behind our backs, smooching up to our slutty neighbour and all the while I've been breaking my pert buttocks trying to get this flag signed by 100 British celebrities purely for President Obama's pleasure and for him to be able to read 100 messages of goodwill over a bowl of Alpen in the Oval Office!<br /><br />All I can say is that when I meet up with Linford Christie in the next few weeks and he asks me what he should sign on the flag for Barack's attention, I might suggest a few choice words of my own!Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02977929319414173478noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5300078121731588620.post-48040849457481827792011-01-07T09:48:00.000-08:002011-01-15T10:32:01.680-08:00Reply - Linford Christie<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TTHjGaD9Z_I/AAAAAAAAA8E/7vEltzCUrok/s1600/linchristie.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 154px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TTHjGaD9Z_I/AAAAAAAAA8E/7vEltzCUrok/s200/linchristie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562476713993922546" border="0" /></a>So it's a pretty good start to 2011, as Linford Christie (pictured) has become the latest from my pre-arranged list of 500 British Celebrities as voted for by you, <span style="font-style: italic;">le publique</span>, on Facebook, to agree to sign the 'Jack for Barack'<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0cm; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";} </style> <![endif]--><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Courier New";">©</span>.<br /><br />As you can see he is a fine figure of a man although I might add that I have a very similar body to his in that picture. When I say that, I mean that I, like Linford, have two arms and a head attached to a torso.<br /><br />I personally have a lot of time for the man since, although not necessarily sharing his views on gender roles, or should I say if sharing them, keeping very quiet about it, he is an absolute legend who won this great country of ours an Olympic gold.<br /><br />In an even sterner test of his character he recently managed to not only eat a kangroo's anus (if my memory serves me), but he also endured more than two weeks, yes TWO WEEKS! in the company of Gillian McKeith.<br /><br />Well having flown back from the jungles of Queensland, which are now no doubt under 65ft of water, he is back teaching at Brunel University....I think it's quantum mechanics.<br /><br />An email freshly received from Charlie of Linford's 'Nuff Respect agency stated:<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">"Hi Jules, </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Linford would like to sign the Union Jack and is available to sign it at Brunel University. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">If you would like to e-mail me back with a date and time suitable for you to get there I will try to get something arranged. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Kind Regards </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Charlie"</span><br /><br />So yes what a star, a gent and a scholar. Perhaps he might give me some tips on how to jog more than 10 metres without buggering up my knee joints.<br /><br />I shall keep you updated....<br /><br />P.S. sorry about the splint infinitive in paragraph 4.Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02977929319414173478noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5300078121731588620.post-62400069276220405952011-01-02T21:02:00.000-08:002011-01-15T09:46:42.537-08:00A Happy New Year!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TTHUk60WpMI/AAAAAAAAA70/RjMW3fXwkxA/s1600/MilleniumW.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 130px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TTHUk60WpMI/AAAAAAAAA70/RjMW3fXwkxA/s200/MilleniumW.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562460745508496578" border="0" /></a>So it's goodbye 2010, goodbye MMX, goodbye 5771 (if you're Jewish) goodbye 1431 (if you're Muslim), goodbye the 'Year of the Tiger' (if you're Chinese, <span style="font-style: italic;">'Sayonara' </span>2010 (if you're Japanese) and 'good riddance' if you're me....which you're not, I am.<br /><br />To be honest 2010 was a pretty decent one for me, I completed Call of Duty Black Ops in three days, I learnt how to count to ten in Austrian...or do I mean German?....oh, and I met the loveliest person I've ever clapped eyes on in all of my sorry little life.<br /><br />So what else have we discovered during the last 365* days?<br /><br />We've discovered that:<br /><ol><li>Orange+blue wins more seats than red<br /></li><li>You can't plug a leaking oil well with golf balls<br /></li><li>Volcanic ash in Iceland can strand people in Crete<br /></li><li>England are still crap at football<br /></li><li>Kim Jong Il has an itchy trigger finger</li><li>Anne Widdecombe can't dance very well<br /></li><li>The 'Special Relationship' between the UK and the US is showing cracks<br /></li><li>You can write bullett points on blogger</li><li>'Julian' can refer to both a malcontented, middle-aged, prematurely greying blogger (I thank you) and a malcontented middle-aged, prematurely greying distributor of classified state secrets</li><li>James Corden, for some reason totally unbeknownst to me, is still popular</li></ol>I also recently discovered that my former blue-rinse English teacher, Christopher Jeffries (pictured), or as I used to call him - 'Mr Jeffries' - has just been arrested for murder in Bristol.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TTHcLkcTwFI/AAAAAAAAA78/C1FabpjDPD4/s1600/Mr%2BJeffries.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 122px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TTHcLkcTwFI/AAAAAAAAA78/C1FabpjDPD4/s200/Mr%2BJeffries.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562469106098356306" border="0" /></a><br />I sincerely hope that he's innocent.<br /><br />Meanwhile I was also happy to see that Antoine Dodson (see the post below this) had quite a monumental year. So much so, that he was invited by US TV to attend the Times Square 'Ball Drop' to herald in the New Year. Rumour has it that Antoine is never happier than when large spherical objects are in his line of vision.<br /><br />Wishing you all a happy and healthy 2011!<br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /><br />* Not counting the last 2 days</span>Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02977929319414173478noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5300078121731588620.post-1225413524934537152010-12-20T12:53:00.000-08:002011-01-09T13:48:43.542-08:00A Song for Christmas<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TSol8Ex46-I/AAAAAAAAA7s/oaG83YyMaFw/s1600/antoine_dodson.large-thumb-120xauto-11601.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 90px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TSol8Ex46-I/AAAAAAAAA7s/oaG83YyMaFw/s200/antoine_dodson.large-thumb-120xauto-11601.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560298403947670498" border="0" /></a>I'm very much looking forward to going up to Scotland for Xmas with the g/f's family next week, that's assuming we get there of course what with this rancourous weather, where I have pantomime trips, whiskey tasting and the traditional blasting of birds out of the sky with a double-barelled shotgun (if my conscience allows me) to look forward to.<br /><br />Let me leave you to enjoy the rest of your 2010 with a song.<br /><br />According to a TV programme I just watched, this is the most viewed clip on Youtube of the last year with over 60 million hits.<br /><br />In order for it to make sense you need to be a little patient since the first couple of minutes of the video below explains the background to the song.<br />It involves a young and slightly peculiar looking man named Antoine Dodson, who in my opinion bears an uncanny likeness to the footballer Ronaldinho albeit slightly less buck of tooth, and who was being interviewed for the news after a burglar attempted to rape his sister. Yes, serious stuff.<br />Anyway, the clip went 'viral', a song was conjured up by some hi-tech information technology wizard and the rest, as they say, is history:<br /><br /><object width="325" height="288"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/civOdWxd4Kc?fs=1&hl=en_GB"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/civOdWxd4Kc?fs=1&hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="325" height="288"></embed></object>Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02977929319414173478noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5300078121731588620.post-26081587527819605862010-12-05T14:40:00.000-08:002011-01-09T13:57:41.360-08:00I'm Not Paranoid (I Bet Everyone Thinks I Am)*<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TPwb4ZNGKjI/AAAAAAAAA7g/ttzOExHkt2E/s1600/paranoid.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TPwb4ZNGKjI/AAAAAAAAA7g/ttzOExHkt2E/s200/paranoid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547339496666049074" border="0" /></a><br />Paranoid:<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">adj.</span><br /><br />1. Relating to, characteristic of, or affected with paranoia.<br />2. Exhibiting or characterized by extreme and irrational fear or distrust of others<br /><br />I'm not sure if it is possible for an entire country to be 'paranoid', but apparently Britain is suffering from just such a mental state. How do I know that? Because Julian Assange told me so because a mole in an embassy told <span style="font-style: italic;">him</span> so and because he then informed 2.5billion people by inscribing this water-cooler gossip onto his Wikileaks website.<br /><br />Since I was up much of the night drinking gin-laced ovaltine and watching England dismantle Australia in the Ashes, I don't currently have the energy to make up any wise-cracks about the name 'Wikileaks' or how they might be Will Smith's favourite vegetables but this is what I learned from that most nefarious of websites. I quote from the Sky News website because they obviously always have their facts spot on - Ahem - <ahem>:<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"A German woman has been killed in a shark attack while snorkelling off the Egyptian Red Sea resort of Sharm el-Sheikh, officials say.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">The death comes after four people were injured in similar attacks at..."</span><br /><br />oops, sorry. Wrong article.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"Files newly released by the Wikileaks website highlight what is described as the UK's "paranoia" about its so-called special relationship with the US. In one cable, a senior US diplomat describes "excessive UK speculation" after Barack Obama became president, continuing "This over-reading would often be humorous, if it were not so corrosive."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">The cables detail efforts by leading Tories, who are now in government, to stress their pro-US credentials. A 2008 cable written by US deputy chief of mission Richard LeBaron describes a meeting with William Hague, then a Conservative frontbencher and now foreign secretary.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">When asked at the meeting whether the relationship was "still special", Mr Hague is said to have replied: "We want a pro-American regime. We need it. The world needs it."</span><br /><br />Mr Hague then went on to say, "To be honest, I'm not actually sure if the relationship is still 'special' but we've got our best man working on it. His name is Jules Segal and he's asking 500 celebrities to give him their feedback on the special relationship before he sends a Union Jack flag to President Obama.<br /><br />Ok I made that last bit up, and I'm not reading anything into the fact that I am still awaiting a reply from William after sending him my letter 6 weeks ago.<br /><br />Meanwhile, according to Wikileaks certain US Embassy staff have also described Silvio Berlusconi as 'feckless' and the Germans as being 'without humour', so you do the maths...<br /><br /><object height="170" width="185"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MlQxoDMw2jA?fs=1&hl=en_GB"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MlQxoDMw2jA?fs=1&hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="170" width="185"></embed></object><br /><br />Oh I forgot to mention in my last post, R.I.P Bernard Matthews. You will be sorely missed as will your succulent corn-fed turkeys.<br /><br /><br /><br />*The 'joke' in the title to this post was brought to you by Jerry Sadowitz circa 1992, the letter 'Z' and the number '4'.</ahem>Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02977929319414173478noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5300078121731588620.post-57523675225505866522010-11-26T13:23:00.000-08:002010-12-05T14:35:50.288-08:00Forgive Me Father For I Have Sinned<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TPwSOrZ_8WI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/kBncB1KkuEs/s1600/thanksgiving-turkey.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TPwSOrZ_8WI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/kBncB1KkuEs/s200/thanksgiving-turkey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547328884392849762" border="0" /></a>It's been 26 days since my last post and whilst I'm on the subject, it's been seven hours and fifteen days, since you took your love away.<br /><br />I went to the doctor and guess what she told me? She said "Jules your cholesterol is 6.7 you fat git." - or words to that effect.<br /><br />Look, the reason I haven't managed to recant any more stories about further celebrities signing my Union Jack for President Obama since Jeffrey Archer, Boris Johnson and Richard Wilson graced my presence in October is because I've been busy trying to garner support for England's 2018 World Cup bid by sourcing a pair rhinoceros skinned stilletos for Sepp Blatter's wife.<br /><br />I've also been providing voice coaching for Katie Waissel but to no avail.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TPwS1py3ZlI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/k4YdFzoGOFk/s1600/meandronjeremy.JPG"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TPwS1py3ZlI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/k4YdFzoGOFk/s200/meandronjeremy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547329553975174738" border="0" /></a><br />Well the reason that I'm including a post here, albeit a day late is to wish every American I know including, and in no particular order, my work colleague Parker (yes that's his real name), Ron Jeremy (see photo), a couple of ex-girlfriends, their friends and their friends friends - there's only one girl for me now ;o) - and Barack himself, a very, very happy Thanksgiving!<br /><br />Enjoy your turkey, pumpkin pie and reparations to the Native Americans.<br /><br />I will be writing to the other 389 celebrities on my list soon as I have recently recieved a batch of 600 envelopes and would like to put out an S.O.S plea (as ABBA did) since I am currently searching for hardy souls with strong wrists who enjoy addressing envelopes.<br /><br /><object height="185" width="190"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ivm908utmRE?fs=1&hl=en_GB"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ivm908utmRE?fs=1&hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="185" width="190"></embed></object>Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02977929319414173478noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5300078121731588620.post-31718723784255771782010-10-31T13:15:00.000-07:002010-10-31T15:18:17.349-07:00Ball Games in Brent<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TM3p4Vc5kUI/AAAAAAAAA64/7zZIgmhqvwg/s1600/ballers.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 104px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TM3p4Vc5kUI/AAAAAAAAA64/7zZIgmhqvwg/s200/ballers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534336671148511554" border="0" /></a>It's the Season of the Witch tonight. Sadly, it is also the season for putting bombs into toner cartridges somewhere in a dusty cess-pit in Yemen and then getting UPS to try and deliver them to Chicago via an airport in Castle Donington.<br /><br />Fortunately these knavish plans were frustrated and David Cameron has again telephoned Barack Obama, presumably to inform him that the Derbyshire area is not worth visiting. He might also have told him that the UK and the US will continue to stand together to prevent angry men from the Arabian Peninsular blowing us all up.<br /><br />I have also noticed on television tonight, that an American 'Football' aka 'gridiron' match is taking place at Wembley Stadium, or as I like to call it, the Flatfoot Stadium (it has a fallen arch).<br /><br />The Denver Broncos are taking on the San Francisco 49'ers approximately 5,000 miles away from home. Personally if I wanted to watch grown men hurling themselves around the place in ridiculous outfits I'd watch <a href="http://g4tv.com/ninjawarrior/index.html">Ninja Warrior</a>, but judging by the packed stands it seems that plenty of us Brits are fans of this most American of sports and....well, anything that plays it's part in transatlantic harmony is fine by me.<br /><br />President Barack Obama is soon to discover how popular he is in his home country as the American's go to the polls for their mid-term elections in a couple of weeks time. I'm not sure what the general mood is over there right now or whether the Democrats will be trounced by the Republicans, the Libertarians, the Tea-Party, the Karaoke Mob or anyone else but I'm just hoping that my flag will have 100 signatures by 2012 otherwise I'm going to have to find a new rhyming title for the project.<br /><br />Anyway aside from all that, may I be the first person to wish you all a very Happy Halloween/ All-Saint's Day/ Samhain or watever else you call it in your own personal coven.Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02977929319414173478noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5300078121731588620.post-18015224401659004862010-10-20T15:18:00.000-07:002010-11-02T15:20:31.398-07:00Signing 3 - Richard Wilson<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TM32JfNGn-I/AAAAAAAAA7A/HV7JgwKHnxU/s1600/SANY0277.JPG"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TM32JfNGn-I/AAAAAAAAA7A/HV7JgwKHnxU/s200/SANY0277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534350159963922402" border="0" /></a>There's no doubt about it, Richard Wilson, that classically trained star of stage, screen and Tesco Mobile Flat-Rate Tariff voiceovers is one of the nicest individuals that I have ever met and I say that for manifold reasons.<br /><br />And I say 'manifold' because I love using that word.<br /><br />Richard becomes the first individual from my list of 500 to have come to my aid twice, the previous time was when he tried to help me win a bet against a friend by shaking my hand in 2005 – it’s a long story (which is available for £9.89 on <a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Greeting-500-Jules-Segal/dp/1905548591">Amazon</a>)<br /><br />Having recently finished filming the latest series of Merlin, Richard’s agent Deborah, who turned out to be equally delightful, contacted me to tell me that I would be welcome to catch up with him at their offices in Soho where he would sign my flags.<br /><br />And so yesterday morning following a healthy bran-based breakfast, which is irrelevant to this story, I found myself walking around Soho’s relatively empty streets at 10.45am. I say empty, there were a few burly, tattooed men who were rolling metal barrels towards pub basements, a couple of media types who had presumably overslept and 47-odd builders who were obviously required to dig up a two meter stretch of Berwick Street.<br /><br />As I was a few minutes early and a little nervous, I toyed with the idea of knocking back a cheeky glass of whiskey in a local pub but then thought better of it, largely because the pub hadn’t yet opened and I didn’t fancy being arrested under section 9(1)(a) of the Theft <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TM32RgE0dPI/AAAAAAAAA7I/CLcttCUk9_c/s1600/SANY0279.JPG"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TM32RgE0dPI/AAAAAAAAA7I/CLcttCUk9_c/s200/SANY0279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534350297636566258" border="0" /></a>Act 1968.<br /><br />And so I made my way to the front door of the agency that represents Richard ie Conway van Gelder – which sounds like the name of an equine surgeon from Ghent but isn't - an unassuming doorway on an unassuming street, where pressing the buzzer had little effect....Three times.<br /><br />And so just as the capillary in my eyelid was starting to flicker with stress I glanced up the road to see a man in a smart Crombie overcoat, shades and a scarf walking towards me and that this man was Richard.<br /><br />I momentarily feared that he would suspect me of hovering outside the building on purpose in an attempt to pounce and catch him off guard, so after I had mouthed ‘Richard’ to him and he had responded by stating “aah you must be the man with the flags” in a familiar Scottish brogue, I quickly allayed those fears by apologising for being early and informing him that no one had responded to the buzzer.<br /><br />He then pressed it himself, again no answer, which was followed by a slightly awkard little conversation between the two of us while we waited for someone to realize that we were there. If memory serves topics included Conway Van Gelder’s office move, Harry Potter films and sleet.<br /><br />Fortunately, Richard is far more alert than I am since after a minute or so of us loitering around Broadwick Street like a warmly dressed Russian tourist and his son, he spotted the sign that I had missed and which read “During office hours please use the buzzer in the front hallway”.<br /><br />As a result, I soon found myself in the slightly surreal position of being crammed into one of those gated lifts - a lift where even the shortest Mbuti Pygmy would have been grumbling about a lack of space - whilst standing cheek by jowl to a man whom I had last seen playing an Arthurian magician in a BBC medieval fantasy drama.<br /><br />We entered the Conway offices on the second floor and Richard immediately displayed his down to earth and playful streak, informing the lady on reception, who clearly recognized him that he was seeking agent representation.<br /><br />“Have you acted before?” she asked.<br /><br />“A little bit, I’m classically trained though. I went to RADA.”<br /><br />“Have you been in anything I might have seen?”<br /><br />“No” he replied “but I’m very good.”<br /><br />At that stage I decided to enter the charade<br /><br />“He is actually very good. I’ve seen some of his work. I can vouch for him,” I interjected but our game was cut short when his agent Deborah appeared and offered to represent him for a nominal commission before offering me a cup of tea which was declined.<br /><br />The flag signing ceremony was then carried out with the minimum of fuss, I ask Richard for his views about America and the American people and he was broadly supportive, stating that he hadn’t been there as often as he would have liked, always enjoyed trips to New York and wished he could go more often. His view on the so-called ‘special relationship’ between the US and the UK– the subject matter for my book – was that there was an should be an intrinsic bond between the two countries stemming from a share of common language and ideals.<br /><br />As he signed the flag, he noticed Jeffrey Archer’s message on it and opted for a more conciliatory epigram before moving on to the second ‘Jack’ the one to be auctioned off for charity and simply marked it with his signature as directed.<br /><br />I thank Richard Wilson whole-heartedly for once again being kind enough to receive me and my slightly odd request and hope that a snowball that has been nudged towards the edge of a cliff will soon start to gather further momentum.Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02977929319414173478noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5300078121731588620.post-2060328869194404372010-10-14T08:58:00.000-07:002010-12-05T15:27:46.089-08:00Reply - Sir Alex Ferguson<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TL3HDb2uGeI/AAAAAAAAA6w/OwXklXryFY8/s1600/alf.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 155px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TL3HDb2uGeI/AAAAAAAAA6w/OwXklXryFY8/s200/alf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529794779311643106" border="0" /></a>Sir Alex Ferguson has been having a bit of a tough time of it recently. A 0-0 draw with Rangers in the Champions League, Wayne Rooney's form making him look like the 'Diva Fever' of the Manchester United squad (a little X-Factor reference for you there) and to top it all, I've heard there's a move to put the price of red wine up.<br /><br />That is in no way a perjorative poke at SAF's boozing habits, he would be the first to admit that he often partakes of a cheeky glass of Beaujolais Nouveau (or indeed a Beaujolais Vieux), and that reminds me of the birthday card that have I just this very day bought for my dad who celebrates a pretty hefty round number in the next few days.<br /><br />It is, perhaps, lacking in subtlety somewhat, but will hopefuly make him smile.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TL3GKZGfTbI/AAAAAAAAA6o/GxpcFgnkiv4/s1600/bcard.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TL3GKZGfTbI/AAAAAAAAA6o/GxpcFgnkiv4/s200/bcard.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529793799319932338" border="0" /></a><br />Well anyway, whilst a statistically significant number of the 87 or so 'celebrities' that have so far received my letter have not found the need to respond, at least Sir Alex was kind enough to make me aware that he wouldn't be able to help me on this (or probably any other) occasion.<br /><br />A communication sent to me hot from United's Carrington Training Ground, courtesy of young Rachel, read:<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Dear Julian</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Further to your letter to Sir Alex Ferguson CBE.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">As you can imagine, we are inundated with requests for Sir Alex to sign items and unfortunately we are unable to assist with your request on this occasion.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Yours sincerely</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Rachel Cxxxxx</span><br /><br />I say 'young' Rachel, but that is merely a guess. However, I wouldn't be surprised if one's looks got someone a long way in applying for that particular job. What do I mean by that? I'm not really sure.<br /><br />Incidentally, the crosses that form part of Rachel's surname above, were certainly not her signing off with kisses.<br /><br />Just as well as were she ever to clasp eyes on me in some trendy bar in Didsbury, she might choke on her Jagerbomb. I have the sort of face that only a mother could love...and pretty short-sighted mother at that. So no, I have simply blanked out much of her surname to protect the young lass's anonymity.<br /><br />On the plus side I will, next week, be meeting Sir Richard Wilson (OBE? I'm not sure) as he prepares to become the latest of the 500 to sign the flags.<br /><br />So it's not all doom and gloom!Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02977929319414173478noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5300078121731588620.post-45669957100972099362010-10-08T18:26:00.000-07:002010-10-19T08:58:32.970-07:00Reply - Damien Hirst<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TLRVtOx6FiI/AAAAAAAAA6g/2UI31enaWgs/s1600/damien_hirst_skull21.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px; float: left; height: 133px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527136878240339490" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TLRVtOx6FiI/AAAAAAAAA6g/2UI31enaWgs/s200/damien_hirst_skull21.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div>There is no doubt about it, Damien Hirst is by far and away my favourite contemporary British artist to have cut a cow in two and float it in a tank of formaldehyde (see <a href="http://www.google.co.uk/images?hl=en&q=mother%20and%20child%20divided&um=1&ie=UTF-8&source=og&sa=N&tab=wi">‘Mother & Child divided</a>’).<br /><br />If truth be told I don’t really have an encyclopedic knowledge of art, my knowledge could probably be summed up on a small pamphlet, but I <em>do</em> know that the good ‘ole US has had its fair share of revered painters.<br /><br />There’s that guy who did prints of Marilyn Monroe and soup cans, the one who dribbled paint onto canvass in random patterns and the one who depicted his mum in a rocking chair….oh and someone else did a painting of a man with a pitchfork.<br /><br />Compare these to an ornate countryside scene by Constable, one of Turner’s roaring seascapes or an original Banksy and I think you’ll agree that we British have the edge.<br /><br />Damien Hirst was the 95th most popular suggestion out of the several thousand names that were voted for by the GB public on Facebook, and so makes the list and was thus sent a letter by the hero of our story, a.k.a me.<br /><br />I recently received this reply from a delightful lady by the name of Amie who presumably acts as an organiser of Damien’s affairs and who I quote:<br /><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">Dear Julian,<br /><br />I hope this finds you well.<br /><br />I am writing on behalf of Damien Hirst to thank you for requesting his signatures for your flags. Unfortunately, Damien is currently unable to offer his involvement. He is currently completely inundated with projects and charitable causes to which he gives huge amounts of time and energy, plus he is abroad a lot at the moment with various projects. He is consequently not taking on any new projects at present.<br /><br />We would like to take this opportunity to thank you for thinking of Damien and wish you all the best with your interesting project,<br /><br />Kind regards,</span><br /></em><br />There you go, Damien and Amie find my project ‘interesting’, for which I am, in a manner of speaking, humbled.<br /><br />I suppose I shall have to get a shift on sending out more of my letters, including to the five other artists on the list although tracking them down might not be that easy as David Hockney, I believe, lives in America, Chris Ofili, when he’s not hanging excrement onto gallery walls, is currently residing at an undisclosed location in the Caribbean and Banksy is a riddle wrapped inside an enigma enclosed in a bandana and hooded top and I've no idea who he is never mind how to write to him.<br /><br />So I guess I’ll have to try Tracey Emin and Bridget Riley then. </div>Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02977929319414173478noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5300078121731588620.post-37420711128497924992010-09-23T13:53:00.000-07:002010-10-19T08:58:04.089-07:00Reply - Jamie Oliver<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TKUBr862hxI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/qVYdsCCWCwY/s1600/joliver.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 154px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TKUBr862hxI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/qVYdsCCWCwY/s200/joliver.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522822372638754578" border="0" /></a>Luke Angel is an amusingly ironic name for the potty-mouthed Bedfordshire youth who sent Barack Obama an email calling him a 'Pr**k' the other day and who has, as a result, <a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-1311701/Brit-Luke-Angel-banned-US-sending-Barack-Obama-abusive-e-mail.html">been banned from America forever.</a><br /><br />I thought that the US First Amendment enabled one to label others as the personification of the male genitalia, but evidently not.<br /><br />I have a feeling that Luke isn't overly bothered about his new-found restriction of movement within the US borders, he's probably too busy learning how to hotwire cars or shouting down the phone at exploited Polish Domino's Pizza workers in Luton for putting to much pineapple on his thin-crust Hawaiian.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">This</span> country <sigh><br /><br />I would never be so rude to President B.O. , largely becasue I'm still hoping that he'll agree to be interviewed for my book, where he can vent his spleen about British Petroleum and Luke Angel.<br /><br />I've often found that Celebrity chefs are a great deal like London buses (they both use Oysters and are usually seen advertising things).<br /><br />In other words, nothing for ages and then two come at once. I say that because just days after hearing back from Delia Smith, I now have a reply from Jamie Oliver. Well not actually from young James himself.<br /><br />Bizzarely, I went to the extraordinary length of posting a letter in a post-box no more than 30 metres from his house (as it's also only several hundred metres from mine) - and yes I do know where he lives, and no, please no more emails from anyone asking me for "so-and-so's" contact details, do your own research.<br /><br />This letter was presumably then whisked off to Mount Pleasant in Clerkenwell before being sent back to the same street where it was dispatched two days earlier.<br /><br />Well I'd like to think that at the very least I'm keeping some poor member of the Royal Mail employed and so that's one extra postperson who's less likely to go on strike.<br /><br />Actually yeah, you should all be thanking me for that.<br /><br />Anyway an emailed response from no-one in particular, a.k.a 'The Enquiries Team', stated:<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Dear Julian,</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Thank you for your letter.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Jamie receives letters every day with requests for his involvement with many worthwhile causes, every one of which he would dearly love to support. As we are sure you can appreciate, unfortunately it is not possible for him to support them all.<br /><br />He is currently involved with several charities, including his own; The Jamie Oliver Foundation, but due to time constraints from his busy schedule he is unable to meet with you with regards to your charitable organization.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">I am sorry Jamie cannot help you on this occasion, but we wish you every success for your very worthwhile cause.<br /></span><br />I was going to respond that I don't <span style="font-style: italic;">own</span> a charitable organization, but considered that to be a bit facetious and so have left it at that.<br /><br />In any case, once again I am simply grateful to have received a reply.<br /><br />Meanwhile in other news, I've recently learned how to make a white wine and lemon sauce for fried chicken escalopes. True story.<br /><br />I'm now learning how to boil peas.<br /><br /><br /></sigh>Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02977929319414173478noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5300078121731588620.post-23346310269957928142010-09-12T02:52:00.000-07:002010-09-24T04:24:03.900-07:00Reply - Mervyn King<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TJyInLnXdsI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/LUvutrQEXy4/s1600/mervynking.bmp"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 128px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520437449963566786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TJyInLnXdsI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/LUvutrQEXy4/s200/mervynking.bmp" /></a>Mother mother, there's too many of you crying brother, brother brother brother.....etc<br /><br /><p></p>These lyrics written by Marvin Gaye have absolutely nothing to do with this post, nor with the letter that I today received from the bank of England, but you know how it is when you get a song stuck in your head.<br /><br />Mervyn King is the name of the current Governor of the Bank of England who was ranked 389th out of the 3,000 odd individuals who voted for me on Facebook. Mervyn King is also the name of an established English darts player who didn’t feature anywhere on the list, but on the bright side, he did win the 2004 World Masters.<br /><br />Hence the mocked up photograph above of the economist Mr King playing ‘arrers, as kindly photoshopped by my good friend Michael.<br /><br />I was actually thinking to myself that running a bank is actually a bit like playing darts, nothing to do with pricks sitting on the board or anything quite as crude as that, but to succeed in both you need to have a steady hand, a keen eye and an ability to drown out the remonstrations of the general public.<br /><br />I digress.<br /><br />I received an email not three hours ago from a lady called Alexandra, basically because it was four hours ago. The email, which had an attachment, read:<br /><br /><em>"Please see the attached letter from Ed Drew.</em><br /><em></em><br /><br /><em>Many thanks"</em><br /><em></em><br /><br />I opened the attachment which was a pdf adobe acrobat thing and it had a photocopy of a letter that was written to me by Ed Drew.<br /><br />The letter read:<br /><br /><em>"Dear Mr Segal,</em><br /><br /><em>Thank you for your letter to The Governor regarding the Union Jack for Barrack which he has asked me to respond to on his behalf. He hopes your project goes well, but regrets he is unable to be involved.</em><br /><em></em><br /><br /><em>With best wishes,"</em><br /><br />This seems a slightly roundabout way of informing me of the Governor's decision but perhaps they are saving on stamps.<br /><br />This reply to the negative from one banker does not fill me with much hope of receiving an affirmative response from the only other bank who scraped into the top 500, a certain Fred Goodwin......Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02977929319414173478noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5300078121731588620.post-61891202545450003142010-09-08T07:28:00.000-07:002010-09-20T07:42:20.286-07:00Reply - Delia Smith<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TJdxH31DZhI/AAAAAAAAA6I/Zzt7vYV5ai8/s1600/delia_smith.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 190px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 190px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519004248425326098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TJdxH31DZhI/AAAAAAAAA6I/Zzt7vYV5ai8/s200/delia_smith.jpg" /></a> <div>Whenever I see an unripe banana I am reminded of Norwich.<br /><br />Not because I once had a horrific dietary experience on a narrow boat as I floated past the glittering jewel of East Anglia but because its football team play in a citron and emerald strip. </div><div></div><div>Or yellow and green to the less pretentious.<br /><br />As I’m sure that you already know, famous food-preparer and mouth-piece of Waitrose, Delia Smith currently acts as the Chair(wo)man of Norwich City FC, obviously a natural profession for a chef to go into.</div><div></div><div>As a result, since her mind is currently beffudled with the problems of ensuring that an under-achieving team find their way back into the top echelons of English football, I was delighted to receive a reply from her charge d’affaires courtesy of a letter that I had sent to the Norwich City Football Club.</div><div></div><br /><div>I was convinced that the football ground was situated at Carrow Road until someone kindly informed me that the correct address is actually <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z_8JLkwzpd0">Letsbe Avenue</a>.<br /><br />A lady called Jane writes:<br /><br /><em>Dear Julian<br /><br />Thank you for your recent letter to Delia, which I acknowledge.<br /><br />Delia has recently returned from her summer break and now continues with her commitments to Waitrose, among many other things. Sadly this does mean that we are currently unable to turn to her personal correspondence until her diary allows.<br /><br />With kind regards</em><br /><br />I’m not entirely clear whether that means that her diary <em>may</em> allow us to meet at some stage in the future or not but I don’t want to labour the point so it is probably a case of don’t call them, they’ll call me.<br /><br />Possibly </div>Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02977929319414173478noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5300078121731588620.post-11786438527892655382010-09-03T14:48:00.000-07:002010-09-06T02:58:58.746-07:00Reply - Robbie Williams<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TIQRUmK6NpI/AAAAAAAAA6A/Qzq9n1Aho8A/s1600/robbie-williams.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TIQRUmK6NpI/AAAAAAAAA6A/Qzq9n1Aho8A/s200/robbie-williams.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513550889349691026" border="0" /></a>Sarah is an Assistant to Josie Hill, who is an Assistant to Robbie Williams who is a world-reknowned singer who sadly can't assist me with my project.<br /><br />But it was nice of team Robbie to reply.<br /><br />He ranked 17th out of the 3,121 famous Britons who were voted for and I've got to say that he is my favourite of the former Take That members.<br /><br />I've 'got to' say it because he's the only one who made the list of 500 and therefore is the only one who is likely to ever stumble across this website although that's probably unlikely itself.<br /><br />Anyway the email from Sarah read as follows:<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Dear Julian, </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Thank you for your recent letter.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">As I’m sure you can imagine, we are inundated with requests such as yours and therefore, charitable efforts (including autographs) are given only to raise money for 3 chosen charities; Unicef, Donna Louise Hospice and ‘Give it Sum’. ‘Give it Sum’ is an umbrella organisation of personally selected charities that Robbie wishes to benefit....</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">We are very aware how frustrating this must be, however we do hope you can understand our position.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">We wish you all the very best in the future.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Kind regards,</span><br /><br />So it was nice to know that at the very least, I got Robbie's contact details correct. I was much pleased to get the response, forgiving the fact that the words 'Dear Julian' were in a different font size to the rest of the email and hence were probably slapped onto an existing standard response.<br /><br />Despite the fact that I was informed about the three charities that this young man of Stoke currently represents, I know that his fund-raising efforts go over and above this triumverate. I know this because I recently read that he's going to be performing a charity concert for Help for Heroes, the charity that I'm representing, later this Autumn and I have a feeling that he's likely to raise just a bit more money than for them than I do.<br /><br />As for me, I off for a wet week in Italy. Quite literally 'wet' in fact, since the weather report of the <a href="http://ows.public.sembach.af.mil/index.cfm?section=dspLoop&image=21OWS_EUROPE_FITL_PROG-BRIEFING_??">US Airforce's 21st Operational Squadron</a> tells me so.<br /><br />Oh well, non è l'estremità del mondo.Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02977929319414173478noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5300078121731588620.post-29927908734051594842010-08-31T08:38:00.000-07:002010-09-03T04:47:20.102-07:00Reply - Polly Toynbee<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TIDfkdiGATI/AAAAAAAAA54/bXdZR3zLOJE/s1600/pollyt.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 125px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512651761397399858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TIDfkdiGATI/AAAAAAAAA54/bXdZR3zLOJE/s200/pollyt.jpg" /></a> <div>I have to be honest with you, until yesterday, I wasn’t hugely familiar with Polly Toynbee. </div><br /><div>That having been said, she was ranked at 489th out of more than 3,100 'Iconic British Individuals' who were voted for, (largely) by people I don’t know, on my Facebook group, so obviously plenty of people out there <em>do</em> know how Polly ‘rolls’, to use a slightly irritating Americanism.<br /><br />Before writing to her all I knew was that she’s a journalist, perhaps slightly left of centre and that she once put the kettle on, but that’s as far as my knowledge went.<br /><br />I have since done my homework and have suckled up to the bosom of mother Wikipedia learning, amongst other things, that her real name is Mary, in 2007 she scooped up the ‘Columnist of the Year’ gong at the British Press Awards and that she once worked in a burger bar. </div><br /><div>I have no idea whether any of those facts actually have their tendrils firmly rooted in the soil of truth, but I don’t really care, all I know is that Polly is an incredibly generous lady.<br /><br />Not only has she replied to my recent letter but she also stuffed a £25 quid cheque into the envelope made out to the charity that I am working with on this project, Help for Heroes. What an absolute star!<br /><br />The fact that she also informed me that she wouldn’t be able to meet me to sign the flags due to her ‘hectic’ life right now, didn’t ruffle my feathers one jot.<br /><br />I mean how could I be upset with one so benevolent, however outré their political views.<br /><br />Ms Toynbee, I salute you.<br /><br />(and hope you got my follow up email) </div>Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02977929319414173478noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5300078121731588620.post-88440472733304736682010-08-27T08:44:00.000-07:002010-09-02T01:56:21.832-07:00A Message For Agents (Please Be Kind)<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TH4rl-Wl6xI/AAAAAAAAA5o/nHnIZHoa8Kw/s1600/james+may.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 171px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511890925340977938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TH4rl-Wl6xI/AAAAAAAAA5o/nHnIZHoa8Kw/s200/james+may.jpg" /></a><br />Question- what do the following ten individuals have in common:<br /><br /><strong>John Craven</strong> - Former <em>Newsround</em> host and current discusser of rural matters.<br /><br /><strong>Desmond Morris</strong> - Zooologist, ethologist(?), authour, TV presenter and surrealist painter. <p></p><p><strong>James May</strong> - TV Presenter and driver.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TH4uWkty_TI/AAAAAAAAA5w/kVCuWRAyOsA/s1600/JohnSimpson_1384794c.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 125px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511893959295827250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TH4uWkty_TI/AAAAAAAAA5w/kVCuWRAyOsA/s200/JohnSimpson_1384794c.jpg" /></a><strong><br />John Simpson</strong> - BBC Journalist and foreign correspondent.<br /><br /><strong>Peter Jones</strong> - Entrepeneur, businessman and <em>Dragon.</em><br /><br /><strong>Lisa Rogers</strong> - TV Presenter and siren.<br /><br /><strong>Mervyn King</strong> - Governor of the Bank of England and namesake to darts player.<br /><br /><strong>Dave Gorman</strong> - Comedian and author.<br /><br /><strong>Gaby Roslin</strong> - Radio host.<br /><br /><strong>Fred Goodwin</strong> - Much lambasted former bank manager.<br /><br />No, they’re not all about to be called up by Fabio Capello to fill the troublesome position on the left hand side of the England midfield. The answer is that they too will have all received my letter within the next few days.<br /><br />It hasn’t escaped my attention that I’m having to pin a large amount of faith on agents, press officers, personal assistants and publicists at the moment. Whether or not they are actually passing my letters on to their clients I have no idea. I frequently envisage some harassed young lady picking up a phone to one of the 500 and saying something like “you’ve just been sent this really weird letter from a guy who wants you to sign a flag….”<br /><br />At least I hope that’s what they’re saying, they may of course just be chucking my unopened epistle straight in the bin.<br /><br />I have now sent just under 100 of the 500 letters and replies have been only slightly above the 10% mark which is a little bit disappointing but then I’ve learnt that these things tend to snowball with publicity so that’s nothing that a four page spread in the Metro can’t cure although we'll have to wait until all of these cats in bins stories die down so theres a little bit of space.<br /><br />Right, I’m off to join the Mary Bale lynch mob.</p>Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02977929319414173478noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5300078121731588620.post-48983939330320100782010-08-19T14:17:00.000-07:002010-08-22T04:44:35.212-07:00Reply - David Walliams<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/THENlL2K0fI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/o87JO8__big/s1600/Walliams.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/THENlL2K0fI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/o87JO8__big/s200/Walliams.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508198751737139698" border="0" /></a>"Computer says no" is the 'hilarious' stock phrase repeated up and down the country by grinning teenagers and by adults who haven't really grown up yet.<br /><br />It was, of course, spawned from the show Little Britain, a programme headlined by Matt Lucas and the aforementioned Mr Walliams and one that featued other side-splitting catchphrases such as "I'm a lady" and "I don't like it".<br /><br />Brilliant, how do they think of them?<br /><br />Anyway, on this occassion it appears that David (see above), doing his worst impression of the Man from Delmonte, also says 'no'.<br /><br />The email from his assistant Lucy, who was kind enough to reply, stated:<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"Dear Julian,</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Thank you for your letter to David Walliams regarding the Union Jack for Barack. He hopes your project works well, but regrets he is unable to be involved.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Best wishes...."</span><br /><br />I think it's time to send out some more of my letters.Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02977929319414173478noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5300078121731588620.post-28602586241125897012010-08-12T15:11:00.000-07:002010-08-21T09:40:15.897-07:00Reply - Richard Wilson<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TG_9b04RzsI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/UJYpYIGdeSg/s1600/richardwilson_243x256.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TG_9b04RzsI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/UJYpYIGdeSg/s200/richardwilson_243x256.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507899523790393026" border="0" /></a>Despite my recent drive to consume healthier foodstuffs, including a new brand of margarine, my cholesterol level is apparently still far too high. I can't believe it's not better.<br /><br />From now on I am only going to be eating products that contain "<span style="font-style: italic;">l. casei immunitas</span>" or "<span style="font-style: italic;">ylang-ylang</span>" or "<span style="font-style: italic;">bifidus digestivum</span>" or other words that have been made-up by overpaid advertisers.<br /><br />I wonder if stage, screen and TV actor Richard Wilson has high cholesterol?<br /><br />I hope not. I wouldn't wish clogged arteries on anyone, even my worst enemy (aka Darryl). No-one should be forced to suffer jogging or mung bean casseroles. Richard is miles from being my worst enemy, quite the opposite actually because after answering this latest call to arms, I could almost call him a friend. In fact I'm increasingly becoming beholden to him as once again he's agreed to help me in my hour of need.<br /><br />Let me take you back four years, to a time when Lily Allen was just another unknown precocious teenager and bankers hadn't spoiled the world. It was at that time, on my last project, that Richard was prepared to meet me outside the New Wimbledon Theatre in order to shake my hand, purely to try and help me to win a bet. He was playing Buttons in Cinderella if memory serves. All rather surreal.<br /><br />Well once again, this extremely genuine and down-to-earth man is going out of his way to assist, his PA Janet phoning to tell me that he'd be happy to do so and I am now awaiting his agent Deborah co-ordinating a date for Richard to sign the flag.<br /><br />Many thanks again owed to one and all.Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02977929319414173478noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5300078121731588620.post-71450669995824251012010-08-06T23:19:00.000-07:002010-08-22T06:29:17.956-07:00Signing 2 - Boris Johnson<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TF16qtTeJHI/AAAAAAAAA5I/E3Z_CMZj2Nc/s1600/Picture163.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TF16qtTeJHI/AAAAAAAAA5I/E3Z_CMZj2Nc/s200/Picture163.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502689193850971250" border="0" /></a>Do you remember Ian Dury, the late, great protopunk performer?<br /><br />I do, but then, I'm old.<br /><br />He once sung a song called <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xoOjtNs9EOk">"Reasons to be Cheerful, Part 3"</a>, which to be brutally frank isn't the greatest ballad of all time, but that's irrelevant, I only mention it because I have several reasons to be cheerful today including:<br /><ol><li>The football season (English not American) started this evening, albeit only with the relatively turgid affair of Norwich v Watford, but on the bright side this means that the Premier League will also be arriving in short order.</li><li>Chilli peppers have started to appear on the chilli plant on my balcony meaning that I'll soon be able to save £1.97 on my weekly grocery shop. During these harsh economic times that is something which is not to be sniffed at (a bit like the Glade Plug-in Bamboo and White Fresia© air freshner in my living room, I've learned).</li><li>Boris Johnson has become the latest from my list of <a href="http://unionjackforbarack.blogspot.com/search/label/c%29%20The%20500%20Famous%20Britons">'500 Iconic Britons'</a> to sign my flag.</li><li>I have learned how to use the 'bullet point' function on Blogger.<br /></li></ol>That having been said, Boris's signing wasn't conducted in the most conventional of ways for two reasons, namely:<br /><ol><li>The Mayor of London only signed one of my two flags ie the one being auctioned off for Help for Heroes and not the one which is going to be sent to Barack Obama. This may be due to the fact there's a little bit of previous between the two men <a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-1285467/BP-OIL-SPILL-Lord-Tebbit-Boris-Johnson-attack-Obamas-anti-British-rhetoric.html">see here</a> or perhaps simply because what I am doing could be termed 'political' and being a politician himself, the Mayor didn't think it appropriate to get involved in that part of my project and</li><li>I wasn't actually present for the signing of the second flag, which probably explains why the pictures above and below are of far better quality than most of the others on here.<br /></li></ol>The flag wasn't signed in my presence due to the fact that Boris, if you haven't been aware, has been pretty busy over the last few weeks with the launch of a ceratin public bike system here in London and has been to-ing and fro-ing like a newton's cradle for the last few days. I was thus invited to either hang around City Hall for a few hours awaiting any potential arrival by the Mayor or to leave the flag at reception and pick it up the next day.<br /><br />Sadly I have a day job that involves finding jobs for lawyers, I'm sorry about that, someone's got to do it, and so the second course of action was deemed more preferable.<br /><br />It was, though, signed and it goes without saying that I'm incredibly grateful to the Mayor and am equally grateful to his assistants Ann and Rebecca for helping to sort out all of the logistics.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TF141qAubPI/AAAAAAAAA5A/NQ3ygi6xLs4/s1600/Picture165.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TF141qAubPI/AAAAAAAAA5A/NQ3ygi6xLs4/s200/Picture165.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502687182922345714" border="0" /></a><br />In other news, I was informed the other day by a friend of mine that I have the writing style of someone with Aspergers Syndrome to which I replied that so does Mark Haddon and it didn't do him any harm (<span style="font-style: italic;">The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time</span> won the Whitbread prize in 2003).Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02977929319414173478noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5300078121731588620.post-76581158025401151432010-08-01T15:21:00.000-07:002010-08-06T10:17:08.091-07:00Signing 1 - Jeffrey ArcherSo it’s one down and 99 to go. The first of the "500 iconic Britons" as voted for by you, yes you the public (well maybe not you yourself) on my Facebook page, has now put ink to polyethylene terephthalate meaning that they have signed my Union Jack flag. Once it has 100 messages written on it, it will then be sent to US President Barack Obama courtesy of Louis Susman as a reminder of the ‘Special Relationship’ that exists or perhaps until a few months ago, used to exist between our two countries.<br /><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyvlXYuJS-HkNrBwLjjQ43G7SpsMO5uZA_94Oqlomupeq-kipm5CRig7yU9C2F0N6W7-TR_M9zFPaACAc2VbQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />Louis Susman, although sounding like a friend of my fathers, is actually the US Ambassador to the UK, or so I have been led to believe, and therefore I am guessing that he lives in that grand central London house adjoined to that huge, verdant garden (commonly known as Regents Park).<br /><br />Several weeks ago I was informed by Jeffrey Archer’s helpful PA Alison that the author and former MP would be willing to sign my flags (the other one will eventually be auctioned off by Help for Heroes) and so last Tuesday, I made my way to Vauxhall tube station before taking a short mid-morning stroll to Jeffrey’s stunning apartment, narrowly avoiding having my head crushed like a melon under the wheels of a London Duck Tours amphibious vehicle that veered sharply out of an alleyway by the Thames.<br /><br />On arrival I was directed by the porter up to the penthouse flat where I was met by Alison who ushered me into a gloriously sunlit and cream coloured apartment that had floor to ceiling views along the river and from where one could take in the Houses of Parliament, the London Eye, or if you looked hard enough and were that way inclined, the Ferrier Council Estate in Kidbrooke.<br /><br />Jeffrey entered the room soon thereafter and clearly didn’t remember me from our previous meeting which was at a time when I was engaged on a similar charity-related project – ‘Greeting the 500’.<br /><br />I’m quite convinced that he didn’t remember me because on asking him “Jeffrey do you remember that we previously met when I was engaged on a similar charity-related project – Greeting the 500?” he replied “No.”<br /><br />Well anyway I gave him a brief background as to this frolic that I am currently engaged in and it seems as though he has quite staunch views on the subject because after I had mentioned words like ‘Obama’ and ‘Special Relationship’, he mentioned a few choice words of his own which I shan’t repeat here.<br /><br />So then, as the muted video above displays, we arranged the flag on his elegant white-wooden dining table…ash perhaps…possibly beech, taking care to place a copy of a newspaper under the flag, since my magic marker pen has been the cause of many a staining accident in the past and Jeffrey then signed it with a message to Barack.<br /><br />Jeffrey’s message was just two words (and not <em>those</em> two words). In my opinion his message was apt, concise and humorous and I’m not going to tell you what they were right now, you’ll just have to by my book if it ever comes out - or else magnify the photograph at the bottom of this post.<br /><br />I was recently furnished with the home address of Jamie Oliver by my girlfriend’s sister’s husband who once did a bit of handywork for Jamie and his wife, I think he rustled them up a salad or something, so I am now off to prepare one of my standard begging letters for this ‘iconic’ celebrity chef. I will of course keep you, my ever faithful reader (singular) in the loop.<br /><br />Ok Jacqui :)<br /><br />PS Here's Jeffrey with the flag taken at a jaunty angle<br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500778445404982914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TFaw2gp9ToI/AAAAAAAAA4w/trVp2mtKhTE/s200/jeffarcher.JPG" />Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02977929319414173478noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5300078121731588620.post-52657791931681256842010-07-24T15:48:00.000-07:002010-07-26T06:02:37.811-07:00Another Love In<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TE2FI-lRsxI/AAAAAAAAA4o/51jNIMxxP1A/s1600/camo.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 125px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498197109374038802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TE2FI-lRsxI/AAAAAAAAA4o/51jNIMxxP1A/s200/camo.jpg" /></a> <div>So after 'Slick-gate', 'Lockerbie-gate' (blame the Scots) and 'Winston Churchill's bust being removed from the Oval Office-gate', Prime Minister Cameron has now stepped into the lion's den with a pearly smile and an outstretched arm.<br /><br />A journalist by the name of Alexander Chancellor, writing in the Guardian newspaper (not known for being the most Ameri-friendly of organs) posed this question:<br /><br />"<em>Britain has only one 'Special Relationship'. The US has many. What does that tell us</em>?"<br /><br />I appreciate that this headline was rhetorical in nature but I shall answer it. It tells us that Britain needs to get out more. We are, according to the guy I just mentioned, "<em>like the faithful spouse of a philanderer</em>".<br /><br />Here in Blighty we are fast becoming the Millwall of Europe if not the world. However, whilst angry men in dusty caves burn the US and UK flags, they still drink coke, wear US labelled clothing and presumably yearn for a day where they might be free to live in a place like New York.<br /><br />None of them drive mini coopers or wear Fred Perry tops. The French don't like us and I don't think the Spanish or the Germans care for us all that much either. The Aussies positively hate us, most people in the third world view us as a monsterous faded imperialist behemoth, we can't even get along with each other over Hadrian's Wall and Offa's Dyke.<br /><br />So perhaps we <em>should</em> be starting to try and make new friends.<br /><br />I believe that Mr Cameron was offered the same warm greeting as accorded President Medved several weeks ago when he visited the White House. David was likewise taken out for lunch by his US hosts although it was only to a Little Chef where he had egg, chips, mushrooms, black pudding and a cup of tea.<br /><br />All in all the trip was a huge success, particularly the bit where the PM stated that the UK should be seen as the 'junior partner' to the US as we were in 1940 against the Nazis (America didn't actually enter the war until 1941).<br /><br />But apart from this minor fawning and confusion over his dates, he did remain firm on the BP and Lockerbie questions although he made it quite clear that he was totally against Al-Megrahi's release at the time, which would surely have gone down very well with his hosts. </div><div></div><div>He even broached the subject of the Asperger Syndrome-suffeirng computer hacker, whose name I forget and whose extradition the PM is hoping to prevent.<br /><br />So all in all, bonds have been re-affirmed, and ties re-strenghtened, President Obama again declaring that the US has "no closer ally and no stronger partner" (I bet he says that to all the heads of state).<br /><br />For now, I shall leave you with the words that our eminent leader wrote in the Wall Street Journal on the eve of this trip:<br /><br /><em>"No other international alliance seems to come under the intense scrutiny reserved for the one between Britain and the United States. There is a seemingly endless British preoccupation with the health of the special relationship. Its temperature is continually taken to see if it's in good shape, its pulse checked to see if it will survive. I have never understood this anxiety.<br /><br />The US-UK relationship is simple: it's strong because it delivers for both of us. The alliance is not sustained by our historical ties or blind loyalty. This is a partnership of choice that serves our national interests. Yes, it always needs care and attention, but it is resilient because it is rooted in strong foundations</em>."<br /><br />He also described himself as "unapologetically pro-America", saying he "loved" the US and "what it's done for the world", great news for me since I am now utterly convinced that he will sign the flag.... </div>Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02977929319414173478noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5300078121731588620.post-4042427121822467982010-07-19T11:41:00.000-07:002010-07-26T04:47:27.643-07:00Nothing In This Game For Four In A Bed<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TE10UT3rXGI/AAAAAAAAA4g/bCF2X_4uues/s1600/eu_us_flag.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498178612369251426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TE10UT3rXGI/AAAAAAAAA4g/bCF2X_4uues/s200/eu_us_flag.jpg" /></a> <div>Do you know who Jose Manuel Borroso is? I thought not.<br /><br />Neither did I. Apparently he is the President of the European Union. I wasn't even aware that the European Union had a President.<br /><br />He is from a country in Europe known as Portugal, a country where national banks go 'pop' in the night and where people like to fry everything in olive oil.<br /><br />I am aware of the latter since I observed first hand the dietary habits of a young Iberian couple whom I recently ejected from my flat. The lady of the partnership, who was generally in charge of cooking, would fry things on such a high heat that the paint on the wall behind my hob has now blistered off. However, this is not why I ejected them.<br /><br />I digress.<br /><br />Jose Manuel Borroso, whose first name should have an acute accent that I am not sure how to perform on here, has stated that America's "transatlantic relationship" with the EU is not "living up to its potential".<br /><br />He went on to say "I think we should do much more together. We have conditions like we have never had before and it would be a pity if we missed the opportunity."<br /><br />I find it slightly depressing that American now has a 'relationship' with the EU too. Hot on the heels of the wining and dining of Russia's President (without the wine) by President O, Continental Europe now suggests that they too have something good going on with the yanks.<br /><br />I wish everyone would stop muscling on our own cosy little coupling with the US, after all, if we all share the bed and the little one says roll-over, one might fall out, and I fear it might be us.<br /><br />Hopefully Prime Minister Cameron, or Big Dave C (as he insists I call him), will get everything back on track when he jets over to D.C. next week. </div>Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02977929319414173478noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5300078121731588620.post-3738130125511041532010-07-17T02:28:00.000-07:002010-07-26T03:40:33.924-07:00Jack Of All Trades<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TE1iOOUBWYI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/JpjO7aJNAVQ/s1600/SANY0263.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498158716589005186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TE1iOOUBWYI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/JpjO7aJNAVQ/s200/SANY0263.JPG" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TE1hIoVue5I/AAAAAAAAA4A/T33YQOe5XUc/s1600/SANY0263.JPG"></a>(Left: My flags on an unmade bed - The unmade bed is irrelevant, although it may be a sign of my general laziness) <p></p>After a lot of umming and erring, not to mention a bit of eh?-ing, I have finally got round to acquiring a couple of flags, quite an integral part of my project really. <p></p>This is because, as you may be aware by now, the project involves sending 1 Union Jack to Barack Obama containing 100 goodwill messages written by 100 different UK 'Celebs', whilst anothe<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TE1hZm974qI/AAAAAAAAA4I/rQZbN036Ass/s1600/amir.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 136px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498157812674192034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TE1hZm974qI/AAAAAAAAA4I/rQZbN036Ass/s200/amir.jpg" /></a>r one signed by the same individuals will be sent to the Help for Heroes Charity and will hopefully swell their coffers by untold amounts.<br /><br />Right: Amir Khan with a flag (not my flag) <p></p>I therefore did a little bit of dabbling on Ebay recently, not that I ever understand what to do on that lord forsaken website - I almost ended up with a Union Jack scatter cushion - but lo, it came to pass that after correctly bidding and winning the two items pictured above, 'stella-comm (97499 <span style="color:#cc33cc;">*</span> )' sent me said items in the post the other day, meaning that Jeffrey Archer will now have something to actually sign on 27th July when I turn up at his apartment...so that's fortunate. <p></p>More to the point, last night I actually received my first email as a direct result of this website, by someone who had cleverly spotted the 'contact me' tab in the right hand column. <p></p>Dan, who if memory serves hails from Oxford, infor<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TE1h4wAhAcI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/QNRwQuF1PXY/s1600/geri.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 144px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498158347676877250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TE1h4wAhAcI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/QNRwQuF1PXY/s200/geri.jpg" /></a>med me that the flag that actually adorns this website left, right and centre, ie the flag that I have just bought and will be trapesing around the country with for as long as it takes, is not actually a 'Union Jack' but is in fact called the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Union_Jack">'Union Flag'</a>. He then started banging on about ships or something.<br /><br />(Left: Geri Halliwell wearing a flag - again not mine, more's the pity)<br /><p></p>Well as far as <em>I'm</em> concerned, this flag <em>is</em> the Union Jack, primarily because I'll be damnned if I'm going to spend another £5.98 on an online auction.Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02977929319414173478noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5300078121731588620.post-75036528878046666012010-07-10T13:35:00.000-07:002010-07-20T13:56:26.619-07:00Ricky Gervais, Nick Faldo, David Milliband...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TEYNJSsub3I/AAAAAAAAA34/siAAxB0J648/s1600/Catherine-Tate.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbDrBVkexzc/TEYNJSsub3I/AAAAAAAAA34/siAAxB0J648/s200/Catherine-Tate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496094848541683570" border="0" /></a>....and 27 other assorted individuals will soon be getting my letter beseeching them to sign my two flags (One to be sent to President Obama, the other two be auctioned off for the Help for Heroes charity).<br /><br />You see once upon a time, not so long ago - six days to be exact - I mentioned that many of the 500 iconic British individuals on my list had not replied to me, largely because they hadn't yet received my letter nor had a clue about what I was doing.<br /><br />Therefore, as of tomorrow I will be sending out my letters to the following strange bedfellows:<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">John Cleese</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;">Catherine Tate</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">Nick Faldo</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;">Gail Porter</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">William Hague</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;">John Barrowman</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">Ricky Gervais</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;">David Milliband</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">Terence Conran</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;">David Walliams</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">Colin Montgomerie</span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">Richard Wilson</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">Gary Bushell</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;">Kate Winslett</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">Damien Hirst</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;">Delia Smith</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">Professor Stephen Hawking</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;">Rebecca Adlington</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">Andrew Motion</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;">Kelly Holmes</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">Polly Toynbee</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;">Bill Oddie</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">David Haye</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;">Johnny Vegas</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">Robbie Williams</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;">Maggie Smith</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">Callum Best</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;">David Mitchell</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">Steve Ryder</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;">Julie Etchingham</span><br /><br />I'm not going to pretend that this list of names has been arranged in an odd, traffic-light colour coordinated scheme for any particular reason, ie that those in green are likely to reply and those in red aren't....I just think it looks pretty.<br /><br />And yes I am heterosexual, not that there's anything wrong with blah blah blah<br /><br />So the important question, other than whether I've spelled 'professor' correctly, is will any of these illustrious 30 actually get back to me.<br /><br />Who knows or dares to dream.<br /><br />Well, me actually.Juleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02977929319414173478noreply@blogger.com