I saw that story last week and thought it's the ideal theft. So much easier to get rid of gold even on the proper market, than say a stolen painting which definitely needs to be sold on the black market to a limited number of interested people.
Brilliant - the wedding is this Saturday, but I believe we have a rare free weekend after that, so will get it pencilled in (can't commit as yet, my brother in law is up from Brighton during the week, and we may be doing something with him, I'll suggest a treasure hunt though...!)
And I just got home and there it was perched on my midden. Holy smokes! Ain't no moss growing on the Royal Mail. The coin looks even better than your photo, because the type matter is nicely shadowed (or maybe oxidized?), and it doesn't look so heavy. Nice post card too wif your autograph, which will probably be even more valuable than the coin (who are those people in the postcard? One looks like Dick Cheney). Thank you so much!
“A century later, what should the battle of Vimy Ridge mean for Canada?” War is stupid?
Real pleasure. Glad you like it. Wish you could scoot over and play the actual game. Then you'd *earn* your second penny.
We've been setting it up today and tormenting the cast with every dumbass question that precocious kids (or Graphitones) might throw at them. Goes live tomorrow at 11.
"We all have flaws, and mine is being wicked." James Thurber, The Thirteen Clocks 1951
My kids are likely to ask how their costume works, or specifically in the case of Stephen, he'll proudly proclaim what he's made out of Lego that day and then proceed to tell them about how he can balance on one leg, no matter who they are.
We've got a small group of actors we've worked with before and who we know can handle the tricky business of improvising conversations with strangers while staying in character. We pick and choose from them. This time we're working with two actors from Leamington - Taresh & Emma & one - Jaheda - from Manchester.
Here's Taresh from day one, today.
"We all have flaws, and mine is being wicked." James Thurber, The Thirteen Clocks 1951