Playing Catch-Up...Classic Henry Kelly

'Going for Gold' really was a great program wasn't it. I remember one time, many many moons ago, when I lived in Croydon and I had a day off school because I was ill. My mum was at home also; I forget exactly why. Perhaps she was 'between jobs' at the time. Lazy cow (Mother dearest, I am of course joking. Apologies). I laid on the setee all snugly wrapped up in a blanket. Mother and I watched Going for Gold which was 'competently' hosted by Henry Kelly. Then for lunch the old bird made me boiled eggs with toast soldiers of course, just the way that Adam liked/likes it. I devoured the feast. Then I proceeded to vomit/puke/barf the aforementioned meal back out from whence it came. There was egg and bile everywhere. Mother was charged with the duty of clearing up the mess. Serves her right really, she should have been working, the lazy cow.

That is my memory of 'Going for Gold'. Some people may remember one of Henry Kelly's catchphrases as being "playing catch-up". Well that's exactly what I've been doing over the last few days. The combination of unlimited internet access and unlimited bad television has rewarded me with the opportunity to catch-up with some news stories and the like, courtesy of the world wide web.

One that caught my eye was an article that I read about certain north London-based Premiership footballers, and it comes from a very reliable source. Well the 'news' was that three players in particular, each with England caps under their belts, enjoyed getting a bit fruity with one another, so to speak, on a regular basis. In layman's terms, they have sessions where they smash eachother in (as my good friend Reuben Alozie would phrase it). Haunting stuff, especially when you consider who these guys are, and who one of them is engaged to. Plus, the story must be true because I read it on the News of the World website.

Also, I read that James Bond fans are going to boycott Casino Royale. The reason: because Daniel Craig is short and blonde. I get the feeling that some boycotters though, have probably seen the film Layer Cake (co-starring Francis Magee) and are basing their no-show on that. However, if it's true that the Bond producers are enjoying vertically and brunettely challenged gents nowadays, then maybe yours truly should throw his hat in to the ring. The name's Devil. The Midnight Devil. It works on so many levels.

Just to remind everybody, the Academy Awards are taking place on the 5th of March. I tried to get a ticket for Jennifer Love Hewitt's Oscar charity bash the other day. Yea, it didn't happen. I found a nice little Oscar quiz earlier. I have even provided the link if you wanna try it, which is dead handy (as my good friend Reuben Alozie would phrase it), hither: www.time.com/time/oscarquiz/. I got 5/5 by the way. Obviously.

On the same website, I also found this Oscars picture.


(Going clockwise, from top left: Giamatti, Clooney, Hoffman, Ledger, Weisz, Adams, Witherspoon, Huffman). Reason I like the picture: Ledger could either kiss or spark out Hoffman from that position. Reason I hate the picture: It's really, really horrible.

Take care y'all, and kind regards.

Adam Marshall