They won’t say exactly when it’s out (dammit) but they have released the title – The Republic of Loose’s third album is to be called….
Vol IV: Johnny Pyro and the Dance of Evil.
I love it already
I love how most comments in YouTube videos turn into virtual scraps – with this video it’s over the supposed death of the puppy. My guess is that the owners of the animals wouldn’t put the video up on YouTube with the tagline: ‘real cute :]’ if the puppy had snuffed it. That’s presuming the video uploader is the pet owner of course.
As if after-bank-holiday-Tuesday’s aren’t depressing enough – I woke up this morning to a report on GMTV about celebrity names and names in general. Psychologist Professor Richard Wiseman conducted a survey of over 6000 people to determine their perception of certain names with the following results:
People called James and Elizabeth are seen as the most successful
Jack and Lucy the luckiest and Sophie and Ryan the most attractive
Lisa and Brian are the most likely to fail
Helen and John are the unluckiest
Ann and George are the least attractive
Now, I spell my name with an ‘e’ , i.e. Anne and it’s only work people that call me that anyways – friends and family call me Annie. Am I really that unattractive? Don’t answer that please, heh.
According to this site, the name Anne has been declining in popularity since 1959 (in the US). Maybe it’ll become so uncool, it’ll be cool again?? I can only dream….
I’m honestly not sure how I feel about this.
According to the Beeb website – ”Enid Blyton’s Famous Five are returning to TV screens in a new animated series – with an updated 21st Century look.“
This Famous Five are the kids of the original gang – well bar Timmy the dog presumably – and have all the modrin gadgets such as iPods, mobile phones, macbook pros, lazer guns etc. Anne’s daughter is a blonde Californian ‘shopaholic’ called Allie (most likely a Paris Hilton wannabe) whilst George’s daughter, Jo is Anglo-Indian and kick-ass like her ma.
I don’t think I like it though. When I was a young ‘un (anyone smell a cliche coming on) I used to love reading the Famous Five with a torch under my big snuggly duvet, and imagining all the secret meetings in caves along the rainy coasts of Engerlund drinking ginger beer with posh English accents. This modern day cartoon just isn’t the same.
Maybe I’m just bitter. And/or need to grow up. Most likely both.
and as usual I’m probably 10 weeks behind everyone else …
I waited for 50 minutes for the bus today with the wind battering my face and traffic dust gritting up my eyes before I turned back home and begged for a lift. Has the bank holiday weekend started already and nobody told me? 3 buses would have normally come in that time but didn’t.
Someone teach me to drive please?