Hullo Gorgeous

This blog is of: things that amuse me, things that concern me, things that are relevant, arty farty things, things that catch my eye, and of course my slightly unintelligible ramblings. Enjoy. First post Feb 2010 | AurorHawthorn69 on Pottermore |
~ Monday, June 4 ~
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Not being assaulted is not a privilege to be earned through the judicious application of personal safety strategies. A woman should be able to walk down the street at 4 in the morning in nothing but her socks, blind drunk, without being assaulted, and I, for one, am not going to do anything to imply that she is in any way responsible for her own assault if she fails to Adequately Protect Herself. Men aren’t helpless dick-driven maniacs who can’t help raping a vulnerable woman. It disrespects EVERYONE.

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silenceworks:

vrlmvrlm:

sevysev:

fuckyeahbillnighy:

eat—sleep—shoot:

I was doing street photography around Mayfair when I passed a smartly dressed man sat outside of a café with black-rimmed glasses and a familiar face. He caught me looking and so I moved on and continued photographing along the street.
When I passed him again I realised that the man had put down his paper and was watching me, he caught my eye and waved me over. I thought this was quite strange but I began to walk over as he stood up to shake my hand and in an eloquent voice said ‘Hello, can I buy you a coffee?’ I politely declined and explained that I was working taking photos of the trends in the area of Mayfair and asked whether I could photograph him. He posed holding the football paper, which he said he had to read in order to consume anything for breakfast, and we continued to talk after I took his photo. We spoke about London Fashion Week and even baked beans and marmite on toast. He mentioned his name was Bill and when I asked him what he does for a living he quietly said he was an actor. I asked whether I would have seen him in anything because I thought he looked familiar and he said, ‘Well I don’t know Nicole, I don’t know what you’ve seen.’ I took this as either he hadn’t done a lot or he was somebody famous and didn’t want to tell me. After our conversation I said that it was lovely to meet him and thanked him for the photo but I had to go continue photographing. I then went to meet some friends and explained the weird meeting I’d just had, I showed them the photo and they shouted – ‘THAT’S BILL NIGHY!’


I just want this on my blog.

/screams and dies slowly from the awesome

Bill Nighy is kind of magnificent

It the older generation of British film stars, they are just more human. 

silenceworks:

vrlmvrlm:

sevysev:

fuckyeahbillnighy:

eat—sleep—shoot:

I was doing street photography around Mayfair when I passed a smartly dressed man sat outside of a café with black-rimmed glasses and a familiar face. He caught me looking and so I moved on and continued photographing along the street.
When I passed him again I realised that the man had put down his paper and was watching me, he caught my eye and waved me over. I thought this was quite strange but I began to walk over as he stood up to shake my hand and in an eloquent voice said ‘Hello, can I buy you a coffee?’ I politely declined and explained that I was working taking photos of the trends in the area of Mayfair and asked whether I could photograph him. He posed holding the football paper, which he said he had to read in order to consume anything for breakfast, and we continued to talk after I took his photo. We spoke about London Fashion Week and even baked beans and marmite on toast. He mentioned his name was Bill and when I asked him what he does for a living he quietly said he was an actor. I asked whether I would have seen him in anything because I thought he looked familiar and he said, ‘Well I don’t know Nicole, I don’t know what you’ve seen.’ I took this as either he hadn’t done a lot or he was somebody famous and didn’t want to tell me. After our conversation I said that it was lovely to meet him and thanked him for the photo but I had to go continue photographing. I then went to meet some friends and explained the weird meeting I’d just had, I showed them the photo and they shouted – ‘THAT’S BILL NIGHY!’

I just want this on my blog.

/screams and dies slowly from the awesome

Bill Nighy is kind of magnificent

It the older generation of British film stars, they are just more human. 


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~ Sunday, June 3 ~
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potatofarmgirl:

brain-food:

Tiny Victorian Cottage

With only $3000 on renovation and furniture, Sandra Foster transformed a Catskills hunting cabin into this romantic 9-by-14-foot Victorian cottage. She did all the carpentry work herself, using vintage columns, flooring and wavy glass windows. via nytimes

Can I live here?


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~ Tuesday, May 29 ~
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~ Monday, May 28 ~
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klaine-appreciation:

What if Glee ends with all the members of New Directions at the train station with their kids to drop them off for their first year of school and Blaine and Kurt’s son stops Blaine and is all but what if I’m a Warbler and Blaine promises his son, Sebastian Karofsky Figgins Anderson-Hummel, that one of the bravest men he knew was a Warbler and then they get on the train and all the ND members wave them off and all was well.

it would be wrong of me not to reblog this…

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Olympic Torch | In Aberystwyth (28/05/2012)

So I managed to wake up for the torch, and somehow I got some good photos.

It’s one of those stories that I will tell my children, I am sure.

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~ Friday, May 25 ~
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Starting to miss my A-level teachers. All the banter and the things you learnt about them that made you realise that teachers were people too. And the fact that they were all genuinely nice people who were concerned about your future.

Good times, I am sure that I would not be doing my degree course if it wasn’t for the dedication of the History/Politcis department.

Thanks guys

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