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My current obsessions

  • David Tennant – Imaginary Boyfriend numero uno. If the man has a fault I’ve yet to spot it. Talented, Guardian-reading, handsome and a yummy Scottish accent to boot.
  • James Mackenzie – Another handsome boy. More Raven please Auntie…
  • Stewart Lee. Funny, intelligent and on my liberal wavelength.
  • Bad Science – stimulating the leetle grey cells.
  • Rufus Sewell – the handsome devil – all cheekbones, charisma, glorious eyes and curly dark hair – is my current muse. I’m very excited to hear he’s stepping into Aurelio Zen’s shoes for the Beeb. I’d pay my licence fee for him alone!
  • Christopher Brookmyre – inspiring my creative streak.
  • Glee – Mondays may yet become my favourite day of the week. Current tracks on repeat: Gold Digger and (to my shame) Ice, Ice Baby… Don’t think I’m ever going to be able to hear Single Ladies again without seeing the football team dancing in full pads to it.
  • Pet Shop Boys – Yes, yes, Yes!
  • Stephen Fry – what is not to love about this man – especially when combined with…
Hugh Laurie as Gregory House

Hugh Laurie as Gregory House

  • Hugh Laurie – I just want to nestle into his neck (it looks like it smells divine) and listen to him talk for hours. Sigh. And he’s funny and intelligent too. I’d state the obvious – that he’s out of my league – but I don’t think we’re even playing the same sport to be honest. No law against daydreams though…
  • NCIS. Funnier, cleverer and sexier than any of the CSI franchises. Plus it has the gorgeous Mark Harmon, geek AND goth chic, and strong, intelligent female characters.
  • Who says Gene Hunt doesn't dance?

    Ashes to Ashes – but most specifically DCI Gene Hunt and his alter-ego Philip Glenister.

The heartstring-tugging, tear-jerking finale was excellent in many ways, but I was completely blown away by Philip Glenister’s performance. The range of emotions – from total vulnerability to full-on Armed Bastard – was perfectly pitched.

I’ve said it elsewhere and I’ll say it again now – if the man doesn’t get a Bafta, I’ll be going round to the judges’ houses and stamping on all their toys.

Suffice to say I’m still harbouring fantasies of being rescued from various types of badness by the Gene Genie – and will be for quite some time to come.

2 Comments leave one →
  1. Tamsin Crossland permalink
    June 18, 2009 10:27 pm

    Mrs Hat!!

    You are an inspiration!! Instead of fighting with my digibox and raiding the cupboards for crisps I truly don’t need, I have instead been kept spellbound with the joy of reading something that is incredibly insightful, interesting and extra special because someone I love is writing it. I shall be a loyal fan of your blog for ever more (and have even e mailed a president through Amnesty to ask if they would please recognise the true value of human life – never thought I would have the courage). When oh when will you start writing the book you promised!! Having now experienced your literary talent first hand, I demand that you put pen to paper…..

    Loving you and your work xxx

  2. Sir Peat Olding permalink
    September 1, 2009 11:50 pm

    I second everything TC says as it says it all really and I am lazy… but supportive (in a lazy supportive kind of way).
    I don’t read blogs but I read yours. That must say something…
    Keep writing in a way I wish I could!
    P.S. I need crisps!

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