Nate's Chat 11 Jun 2013
Hi There,
When I think about the U.K, I think cups of tea, the Queen, London, crumpets and probably most of all: Harry Potter. I like most of you (although I’m Australian), grew up with Harry Potter, reading the first book when I was 10 and following the books and films from there.
So on the weekend I made the ultimate Harry Potter pilgrimage, I went to the studio tour in London and let’s be honest, it was nothing short of magical. It was like it was my 10th birthday again, I had that giddy-excited-nervous feeling in my stomach plus I ate way too much sugar. It was brilliant, so do yourself a favour and check it out.
Having lived in Edinburgh for a year, I honestly thought me and my best-friend-to-be J.K Rowling would have crossed paths. Whether it be in the milk section at Tesco, or picking up a takeaway at the local indian, I thought it would have happened by now. I would probably go into mental panic-stricken fluster if it did happen and say something ridiculous like ‘Not as good as the stuff from Hogsmeade’, before awkwardly laughing, only to bow my head and run away in shame.
Nate's Chat 4 Jun 2013
Why hello compadres!
(Reading suggestion: listen to Under Pressure by Queen while reading)
Do you ever have that moment when a song comes on and it just reflects exactly how you are feeling at that moment? Whether it be on the radio or in a playlist on your MP3 player, for that moment it feels like someone has tuned the music to play only for you.
If you are in a public place, it is socially acceptable to get on a decent head nod or foot tap, but anything beyond that becomes slightly awkward. However in private you can release your inner Dick Van Dyke/Debbie Reynolds and turn your kitchen into a stage (a la Glee) to play out your deep emotional monologue. I know you do it, there is a no need to deny it, we are all arty creative people here, no one's judging. Except when you get caught. Obviously.