Oh Bing!




"Be careful it's my heart..." he croons, he swoons, he captures my heart. Bing Crosby is the man. I've just finished watching Holiday Inn and must confess to being more of a Bing girl than a Fred girl. Sure Fred (Astaire) does that incredible tap dance with the firecrackers and it's very rare to find a man, a manly man at that, who can dance. Maybe that's why most women say Fred, he was part of a generation of male entertainers who made dancing masculine - it was just something every respectable gentlemen was expected to be able to do. Unfortunately these old movies have raised my expectations in my future spouse, if he can't sing like Bing or dance like Fred then I'm afraid there's just absolutely no way I could commit to such a relationship. Ultimately, I'd prefer a Gene Kelly he embodies the two...Singing in the Rain, another classic!

Back to Bing. His character in Holiday Inn is just adorable. Fred keeps stealing his women and then one day this girl (oh darn, I forgot her name!) comes along and chooses him over the tapper :-) it's so romantic and the moment he plays White Christmas to her on Christmas day, when it's just the two of them at the inn, under the christmas tree...AH!

Anyway, the real reason for writing this blog is to encourage people to watch Holiday Inn instead of White Christmas. The former is just, well better. White Christmas is uber cheesy, lacks any sort of plot...in fact I can't even remember what happens. Whereas Holiday Inn is very concise and well thought out, the songs are beautiful, the rivalry between Astaire and Crosby is utterly believable, it's real slapstick comedy and even though it's cheesy, it's like GOOD cheese. It was the first black and white film I ever saw and I have been a huge fan ever since :-) it's also the first film in which the song 'White Christmas' is sung... so yeah! It's fabulous!

I guess my real reason for loving the film, is that I wish an inn like Holiday Inn actually existed. It incorporates two of my all time favorite things: 'Holidays' (festivals etc.) and Musical Theatre, woop (!) woop (!) Also, I would have loved to be in one of these films - all that glamour, tap dancing and singing, what more could I want!? It saddens me that films are no longer so musical...sort it out Hollywood. And YOU, yes YOU reading this, stop watching White Christmas and start watching Holiday Inn!


100 Christmas Starbucks Cups


I don't know what it is about those red, christmas Starbucks cups but they sure are christmassy. On Thursday, whilst planning the sixth-form christmas social (last minute of course!) Alice and I realised that we didn't have any suitable cups to serve hot chocolate in, so during our free we wombled into Reading in search of said suitable cups.

Sainsbury's only sells plastic cups - but they had an offer on hot chocolate so go JSainsbury! However, plastic cups are rubbish for hot chocolate. We were at the brink of despair when we suddenly had a wonderful idea...we were standing on coffee corner...THE coffee corner...4 shops bursting with suitable cups... coincidence or!? So then began the coffee shop crawl, every shop the same request:

"This sounds really strange, in fact it's pretty damn crazy, but could we buy some of your cups?"

Yes we did. Coffee Republic were very willing to sell, but unfortunately the manager said no :-( The first Starbucks said no because there was no way they could put the cups on the till - our repsonse:

"Fine. We'll just go to costa!"

Costa just looked bewildered, so no cups there (!) But then, thanks to my awful habit, well not awful I guess dangerous...anyway my obsession with coffee shops FINALLY came in handy. I knew that the OTHER Starbucks in Reading (the one by Hard Edge) had really friendly staff so I said:

"Hey Alice, one last shot. I'm convinced they'll at least consider it!"

So it's our last shot. We churn out the same phrase and wait patiently for their answer.

"Well, we can't sell you any cups...but we'll give you some. How many do you need?"

YEESSSSSSS!!!!! 100 red christmas cups, with lids for NOTHING, NADA, NICHTS!

To conclude, boycott the Starbucks on coffee corner if you would, but you're welcome to grab your latte to go in the one by Hard Edge - nice, genuine coffee lovers :-)

I wish I could show you a picture of the gleeful Alice as she skipped, well danced back to school with 100 cups under her arms, it was a beautiful sight. Unfortunately my phone doesn't like upload pictures, so you'll just have to be happy with the picture of the cup. A Starbucks Christmas Cup. :-D