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My Book Review: Rogue Spy by Jo Bourne

Nov. 24th, 2014 | 05:32 pm
mood: impressedimpressed

Can't believe it! Despite my laziness - and my limited English - I've managed to write a (sort of a) book review!
You cand find it here http://flyhigh-by-learnonline.blogspot.it/2014/11/book-review-rogue-spy-by-joanna-bourne.html, hosted by my dear friend and lovely blogger Maria Grazia! Thank you again, MG :-*

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LG's Scottish Summer, Part 1

Aug. 30th, 2010 | 12:50 am
mood: cheerfulcheerful

During our hols in Scotland, LG and I decided it was time to do a North and South locations tour.


With the very useful infos provided by Annette at Richardarmitageonline, we’ve been able to spot most of the locations used in the miniseries.
First of all, we went to steps at Warriston’s Close in the Old Town of Edinburgh, where Mason talks to Thornton about the railway station incident: here’s LG pictured on the top of said steps.





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The Long, Hot Summer

Jul. 22nd, 2010 | 01:31 pm
mood: ecstaticecstatic

Yesterday a long standing mystery has been finally unveiled: I’m talking about the “Wet T-Shirt” mystery, which kept legions of Armitage admirers awake for months on. Remember that very short yet impressive Sky TV trailer where a deliciously dripping wet John Porter wearing a blueish T-Shirt made a stunning and testosteronic appearance? C‘mon, ‘course you remember!








Well, after having examined frame by frame the whole 6 episodes of Strike Back, including the DVD extras, we all kept wondering where that scene came from, and why did TPTB deprive us of such an iconic moment, comparable, if possible, with the famous scene of Mr Darcy emerging from the pond.

The reason is still obscure, but from the dephts of the web a ‘new’ SB promo has finally emerged, apparently filmed in a sort of videogame style, possibly proving to be the source of those few juicy seconds of pure lust.








Be warned: watching this video may be fatal to those already experimenting an extremely intense summer heat (*fans self*). Ah, and watch it in HD: it is worth it! ;)


Here HE is:


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Random Summer Thoughts

Aug. 20th, 2009 | 10:16 pm
mood: contentcontent


OK, at last I’ve decided that I don’t care about my English anymore. I read a lot, I listen and watch a lot of things – mostly British, but I haven’t time enough – nor desire, to invest in a proper course, so I keep making mistakes. The news is that this won’t stop me from writing (beware!), whenever I feel the need to express myself.

I’m spending these last days off work by the sea, visiting my parents: it isn’t that bad after all, provided that I can use my netbook with a mobile internet connection. I only use it by night, and surprisingly enough one hour is more than sufficient to ‘keep in touch’. I anticipate a reconsideration of the amount of time spent on the Net when I’ll be back home.

Life is extremely easy here: lazy girl as I am, I sleep a lot, I swim a lot, I don’t sunbathe because I can’t stand it, I avoid – successfully for the moment – any social duty. I don’t watch TV, even during my hols. Instead, I spend most of my time reading proofs. Because I know I’m a bit of a weirdo, but I actually like reading proofs *blushes*. I blame my mentor Marco for this (do you mind being called mentor, Marco? I didn’t say De-mentor, though, even if… ok, joking! ;). He is very punctilious: we once argued about the difference (?) between an italic dot and a normal dot (*rolls eyes in despair*). I’m not THAT mad, but… well, if a text has any typos, I usually can spot them. That’s why everyone wants me to read their stuff, but the weird thing is that I’m happy to oblige. During the Summer I have more time : the only problem is finding a sharp – and possibly witty – reply to all the questions raised by my unusual reading. Nobody mind their own business, nowadays. Obviously my pencil isn’t ready for crosswords or Sudoku, and the fully printed pages that lay on my lap look quite weird, among the usual beach readings.

That’s why at times I switch reading proofs with other stuff. This Summer there has been Georgette Heyer’s Sylvester (a re-read, following the brand new audiobook read by Mr Chocolatey’s Voice), and Bernard Cornwell’s Saxon tetralogy (Guess why? A clue? YES! :D). I’m also keeping on reading Fred Vargas’ policiers, which are very good IMHO. I wish I had read them in their original language, i.e. French, though. Alas, I’m too lazy to start now. My “latest finding” – again, shame on me! – is The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, which I’ve found at a 2nd hand sale by the sea, 3 days ago. Time to give it a go, I’ve said to myself: ça va de soi that I’ve finished it in a few hours, and I wasn’t disappointed at all. My favourite character is Marvin, and when I remembered that Alan – Mr. Velvety Voice – Rickman lent him his voice in the 2005 movie, I suddenly was off to watch him on Youtube : simply hilarious!

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Guy of Gisborne Obsession

Jun. 15th, 2008 | 12:51 pm
mood: ecstaticecstatic

They are soooo right. Richard Armitage IS indeed able to transfer pheromones through the TV/PC monitor.
Otherwise I couldn't explain the intensity of my latest addiction, actually.
It all started with Mr Thornton, some weeks ago (I know, I KNOW I'm late :-( , shame on me) . But the real obsession came with Sir Guy, the dark hero of BBC's Robin Hood. Yes, you've read well, I said HERO. And I'm not unaware of what happens in the last episode. Still I think good of him, poor lamb.
But I'll tell you later, now I'm off to watch the last episodes of season 2.
BFN,
Lady Karen of Gisborne

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Mamma son tanto feliceeeeeeee...

Apr. 27th, 2008 | 06:49 pm
location: Home
mood: embarrassedembarrassed
music: Mamma!

The MOST embarrassing moment of the year (so far ;-) : being asked to sing Beniamino Gigli's Mamma in a church, during the service. Can't believe the priest himself asked it! And he was singing too.
Non c'è più religione!

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