The intense Paul Brannigan The Bridges of Maddison County had me leaving the cinema sobbing, after In The Loop I was sniggering in a deranged manner, The Hunger Games had me empowered, while Twilight utterly revised my opinion of vampire flicks.But this week I left a picture house with a yearning for a drink… not […]
Swearing: Is it time for a new taboo?
Two things have shocked me in the past couple of days. Not in a rattled-to-the-core-Kerry-Katona-did-what kind of way, but shocked nonetheless. The first was at the park with the kids. A wee boy – probably about four – was exclaiming about how much fun he’d had on the zipslide. The lad said: “Oh my god, […]