Novak Djokovic

It's always been up to them, not you.

Sharon Corr

Philip Fusco

The First Norn

Urd

Pictures from the World



A woman walks at a mass grave site at Titanyen, on the outskirts of Port-au-Prince, Haiti.



Vogue caught perfection again

There's nothing you can't do now that you're in...

Change of direction

I should be writting my assignments due on Tuesday about Learners Autonomy in a Modern Foreign Language class and how I would articulate my teaching in terms of What, How and Where but blêêêrrk!

So little change of mood for the blog, you might have noticed I have been posting more of things outside of my usual ranting and adonises. I've indeed decided I'm going to try to please myself a bit more. I realise I always say I don't really care if people read or not but my vanity always stops me when I want to post something I like because it might be "boring" and end up posting some bloke in his undies.

There will still be blokes in their undies but who doesn't like blokes in their undies but I will also talk about things I like to talk about as more and more people told me I was interesting when I do so. Like History.

And also I miss History. I studied it for years but because I'm in England, I don't have all my lovely books with me, and training as a Language teacher I wouldn't even have the time to read any of them.

So I'm doing my blog and stop doing what I think might be this or that.

Let's start with Lord Gaga ^^

Globalisation is nothing new

The Hanza was a commercial then financial and more or less military alliance between cities in Northern Europe throughout all the Middle Ages.

Thanks to this very organised alliance formed by groups of cities, today still strongly attached to their independance (Bremen, Hamburg and all Flemish and Dutch cities) - Scandinavia and Russia were able to sell wood, furs, copper, gold, iron, silver, oil from whale and mercenaries to the Mediterranean world who was missing them in exhange for its wine, honey, olive oil, cereals and all the exotic goods Venitians and other powerful cities of Italy were bringing from the Middle East, Central Asia and Far East: silk, gems, dye, plants, spices...The British Isles were selling their very good quality wool from their sheeps to the Flemish cities in exchange of the best drapes, sheets, linen and clothes in Europe. The Muslim world of North Africa and Middle East would also provide ivory and other luxury goods to Europe because, like today, religion never stopped trade.

Globalisation is nothing new.

Russia was formed because Vikings were travelling allong the rivers between the Baltic Sea and the Black Sea to trade with the Byzantine Empire. As the trade increased, so did the attacks on the shipments. So they build forts along the rivers where merchants could halt and find a shelter. People from Scandinavia then the lands around moved next these forts to provide the merchants with food and homes. They stayed there and started to cultivate. Forts became hamlets, then villages, then towns, then cities and the "Rus", as the Vikings called the people who were travelling East for trade, made these lands theirs...The rest is history.

There's no other place like old Europe

Luzern, Switzerland

Adam Levine

Hong Kong, 2005

The pig's in heat.

Michael Owen, far left, his pregnant wife Louise, far right; at John Terry and Toni Poole's wedding - 15.06.2007

Spot the major fail from John Terry's jacket. I can't begin to imagine the amount of sweat he produced on that day for it to soak up his shirt then his vest then go through his jacket. I mean, for crying out loud, those jackets are nowhere near thin! Nor is John Terry for that matter...

Maybe that's a sign that when you have a tendency to cheat on a weekly basis with everything that moves from Essex slags to your best friend's wife via strippers and groupies, you should not get married or you'll get nervous and will appear looking like a pig in heat in OK Mag.

I'm actually quite surprised the King of Love Rats' PR team didn't spot that and let the pictures appear in the paper. I don't what they did with the colour or the make-up but Michael's tan is horrendously bronze next to the more natural one he bears on the paps' pictures of that very day.

Thanks for his smile, though ^^

Frank Lampard

New York, 1932

Tom Daley

He's 16 so I won't comment...yet ^^

Stairway to glitter

Mirny, Russia. The diamond mine and the city.