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Heroics

2006-12-02T12:59:00.000+01:00

Now, some would say it is not very cool riding on the back of someone else’s bike. It’s not really going to generate a macho image.

Yesterday there was a transport strike (a not uncommon occurrence in this country) and I was in town on foot when I received a call asking if I was available immediately to do a voice-over for a documentary. With no public transport and traffic fairly screwed up, the only way I could get there in time was for the director, who was a short walk up the road, to give me a lift. On his scooter.

Throughout the journey, I managed to just rest my hands lightly on his shoulders rather than clinging on for dear life.

Now that took some acting. I have also changed my opinion of what being macho and heroic really is.

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More of the same

2006-11-29T23:39:00.000+01:00

Another night of Improv coming up next Thursday (7th of December) at the Scholar's Lounge.

If you're in Rome and at a loose end, come along.

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Things we should know

2006-11-22T13:08:00.000+01:00

Ultraviolet is at the opposite end of the light spectrum from infrared. Visible light, which can be seen by the human eye, exists in between.

Ultraviolet was also the title of an English television series in the 90’s, which starred Jack Davenport and Susannah Harker. It was dubbed by some as the English X Files, which wasn't really the case; it was a fairly stylish but downbeat series about a secret agency that dealt with modern day vampires (although they were never called vampires just "leeches" or Code 5's - Roman numeral V, geddit?). Promising as it was, it only lasted one season.

Ultraviolet is also the title of a recently released vampire movie starring Milla Jovovich. It is bloody diabolical. Avoid at all costs.

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Oops

2006-11-14T16:24:00.000+01:00

I forgot to post anything about the improv show we put on last Sunday. Thanks to everyone who came. Those who didn't will just have to trust me that much hilarity ensued.

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Kids of today

2006-11-05T11:04:00.000+01:00

I was at a club in town last night. We were there pretty early so we could get something to eat first while the place was still mostly empty. About half an hour after we arrived, a group of young people turned up and someone told us it was one of the kids 18th birthday.

So over the next couple of hours, I expected noise, flamboyant dancing and general hi-jinkery,

Not a bit of it. They sat there, not dancing, not drinking and for the most part, not even talking to each other.
It would seem Italian kids are much keener on looking cool than anything so base as having a good time.
These youngsters, kids of today, don't know they've been born, when I were a lad...etc etc etc.

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every day is like Sunday

2006-11-01T12:20:00.000+01:00

In Italy, it seems almost every public holiday falls in the middle of the week. And where back in the UK, most shops are open on bank holidays, so you can go out and do things, here, EVERYTHING is closed.

And sadly, Italian TV is not all it could be.

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a change of plan

2006-10-29T11:28:00.000+01:00

Yesterday, we had two shows. At least we were going to but one was cancelled due to poor ticket sales. We have a fairly large cast but even so, the players should not outnumber the audience.

I felt sorry for Fabi, our wonderful producer who was clearly upset at this but most of the cast (myself included) took it in better spirits, acting far more like naughty schoolboys skiving off.

Standing in judgement

2006-10-28T13:14:00.000+02:00

The last time I went to the florist was to buy some flowers for Margret for when she came back from duty travel in South Africa. I asked the florist for a mixed bouquet and she asked what the occasion was. When I said no reason, she gave me such a filthy look of cynicism and contempt I nearly wilted on the spot. Clearly, most men who buy flowers from her for no reason are trying to make up for doing something very bad and she knows this.

Today is our 6th month anniversary, so I went back bought a bouquet and 6 red roses and told her that they were for our anniversary. She smiled warmly and went on to do a great job, taking plenty of time and care over her work. So happy was I with her work, that I told her to keep the change. The look of cynicism and contempt returned.

It is a strange thing to be on trial by consumerism.

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Standing in judgement

2006-10-28T11:39:00.000+02:00

Standing in judgement

2006-10-28T11:31:00.002+02:00

Standing in judgement

2006-10-28T11:31:00.001+02:00

Standing in judgement

2006-10-28T11:31:00.000+02:00

All bats are traitors

2006-10-26T01:51:00.000+02:00

Our bats seem to have left us.

I am sad.

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A Beaux Happening

2006-10-22T11:43:00.000+02:00

So the dress rehearsal for A Beaux Stratagem went fairly well; which is to say, all props and set things worked, everyone remembered their lines and no one injured themselves.

Yesterday we opened with a matinee immediately followed by the evening performance.

Of course, towards the end of the first show, I managed to badly pull a calf muscle and leave myself virtually incapable of moving. And since the cast are the ones who undertake the many and complex set changes, this was a problem.

Everyone pitched in to pick up the slack and things carried on pretty much as they should and I managed to hide my grimacing when I had lines to deliver. Luckily, it's not a huge part so I spent most of my time sitting in the wings, swearing under my breath.

I thought these things only happened to other people.

Bah.

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History

2006-10-17T18:14:00.000+02:00

1834 was the year of Sir Robert Peel's Tamworth manifesto. It was when he promised to "Conserve what is good and only reform where necessary". It is widely acknowledged as the point when the Tories became the Conservatives.

Coincidentally, 18:34 was the time on the clock of the DVD during Rent when I burst out laughing as the third character in quick succession revealed he had AIDS. While there is nothing funny about AIDS or HIV, the crass exposition was so dreadful; laughter was the only viable alternative to acts of furious anger. And as I was the idiot who had rented it, I had no one to blame but myself.

One of the worst elements of this supposed musical is the lazy tendency to simply say what is going on and think that's OK if it is sung. No attempt at crafting songs of any value let alone using events or characters to move things along. Why bother when some idiot can spontaneously sing, "Oh my God...you mean...she's shagging someone else?" followed by a piss poor dance routine?

And nothing this recent should have dated so badly. The version in Team America looked a lot better.

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Shame

2006-10-16T23:40:00.000+02:00

Sadly, in a fit of self-destructive mania, I rented The Da Vinci Code. The book annoyed me to biblical proportions but mostly because of its appalling prose and style; written for and by the mind of a seven year old. But perhaps the film version would simply be a ripping yarn and avoid all the obvious traps of crass storytelling and exposition.

Cue Ron Howard and Tom Hanks.

Bastards.

Of course I should have known better but with a supporting cast of true quality, I had hopes.

To be absolutely fair, Paul Bettany was excellent. Alas, Jurgen Prochnow, Jean Reno and two of my heroes, Sir Ian McKellen and Alfred Molina were nothing more than distractions to the embarrassing, clumsy and ugly direction of Ron Howard; a man who has delivered decent films in the past.

And I simply don't have sufficient time on this earth to express how awful Tom Hanks' entire career has been. He at least has the virtue of consistency.

Bollocks.

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World Class

2006-10-16T00:12:00.000+02:00

The most over used phase in football today (and for the last few years) is probably "World Class". When Andy Johnson, Luca Toni and Adriano are described this way, frankly, it winds me up. OK, there is no outright definition but it really should mean a bit more than "quite good this week".

For me, world class is someone who would be in a squad of 23 players from anywhere in the world in the same format as a country's World Cup squad. i.e 4 strikers, 3 keepers, 8 defenders, 8 midfielders. So if you're not one of the best 4 strikers in the world, you are not world class.

2 years ago, I think most football supporters would have agreed on about half of who that 23 may be; in 2004, most supporters would have included Henry, Schevchenko, Ronaldinho, Gerrard, Terry, Zidane, Viera, Zambrotta, Ronaldo (tooth face rather than giraffe neck) Cech, Buffon and Thuram. And the rest would have course been open to fierce debate.

We have reached the end of an era. We have a world without Zidane and Figo and the prowess of Henry, Schevchenko, Ronaldo (tooth face rather than giraffe neck), Viera, Raul and many others all fading at the same time. But the next generation of Robben, Ronaldo (giraffe neck not tooth face) Robinho, Ibrahimovich, Eto'o and Messi have not yet quite stepped up to the plate.

Right now, I know I still think Ronaldinho isn't bad but the rest of the squad could change on a fairly regular basis.

I promise you, because he has had 2 good games when those around him were awful, Hargreaves is not a world class player. And fat Frank never was.

Whatever happened to the heroes?

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House

2006-10-14T10:28:00.000+02:00

I have to say, I'm loving House, on Fox. I'm not usually a big fan of medical drama's but this is approached more like a detective show, as they hunt down whatever ludicrous and far fetched conditoin that just happens to walked through the door this week.

I love that (like all these shows) he has a little scooby gang of sidekicks. I love that these highly qualified, specialist doctors go round to the patients houses, break in and look for clues in their home life.

It is all implausible, predicatble, utterly absurd but very entertaining.

I love it.

Statesmanship

2006-10-08T23:55:00.000+02:00

I just saw the President of Pakistan, Pervez Musharraf, being interviewed by John Stewart on The Daily Show.

Stewart was his usual irreverent self while the President was ostensibly there to promote his autobiography; In The Firing Line. Yet he came across as charming, erudite and a splendid orator. In his second language.

And, lest we forget, Pakistan is not some tin pot dictatorship (with apologies to Yes Minister) but a nuclear power. One that has been on the brink of, or engaged in, war with India for half a century.

And yet this interview, replete with hilarious offering of a Twinkie as a token of esteem, took place on The Daily Show.

Now imagine George W Bush or Tony Blair appearing on a satirical TV show in another country, speaking about serious issues and retaining dignity yet still displaying a sense of humour. In another language.

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Quiz time

2006-10-06T11:34:00.000+02:00

Yay! The pub quiz is back.
Boo! We came sixth (out of 15)

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The Beaux Stratagem

2006-10-05T16:46:00.000+02:00

Should you be in the Rome area and of a mind for an 18th century Restoration Comedy between Saturday October 21st and Sunday October 29th, you could do far worse than having a look at The Beaux Stratagem.

It's on at St Stephens, Via Aventina 3.

For further information, visit playsinrome@yahoo.com.

In case you need any more convincing, it was written by George Farquhar. And you know you need more Farquhar in your life.

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Hard Cheese

2006-10-04T13:48:00.000+02:00

There are some remakes that just shouldn't be allowed. God-awful, stupid remakes of classic British comedies are evil. I used to like the Coen brothers but what they did to The Ladykillers was unforgivable.

Now, School for Scoundrels has been remade as well. Alistair Sim was a giant among men and Terry Thomas saying "hard cheese" while being most unsportsmanlike during a tennis match will never be surpassed as a moment of caddish brilliance.

However, I just saw the trailer and it looks like it might be quite funny.

Damn.

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Dreamz

2006-10-03T18:05:00.000+02:00

We rented American Dreamz last night, despite it having some wretched reviews when it was released.
It was rather good as it happens. Willem Dafoe is always watchable and in this case, he was playing an obvious caricature of Donald Rumsfeld (even matching his hairstyle or lack thereof). Dennis Quaid, who seems to be making something of a comeback in the last couple of years, was too likeable in the George W Bush role but that was just how the script was written. And the often irritating Hugh Grant was fantastic as the grotesque Simon Cowell type host of the appalling eponymous show. Dreamz with a zee. Marvellous.

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The Dandy Highwayman

2006-10-01T19:17:00.000+02:00

So for my next role, I'm playing an 18th century highwayman. And I'll be wearing tights and a pink sash. Those who know me well may be surprised to find out that I've never previously worn tights (or for that matter, a pink sash). And yes, I'll be in a sword fight too.
It's a funny old game.

superb

2006-09-20T17:14:00.000+02:00

In the best news I've heard all season, John Gregory has been appointed manager of QPR. Hopefully, this will end his regular appearances as a commentator for premiership games on Sky Sports. Oh happy day.

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Don't blame banks

2006-09-12T22:42:00.000+02:00

I just saw a recent episode of Jon Stewart's The Daily Show where he was interviewing the excellent Danny DeVito. Stewart was talking about a film they had worked on together and said that he had looked like Jah Jah Binks. The Italian subtitler had decided that he looked more like George R Banks. Well, it made me smile.

No place like it

2006-09-10T11:34:00.000+02:00

So I've been on a course in the UK which was fantastic; very useful and a really good bunch of people to work with on it as well. But it's good to be home. Just to sit back and enjoy listening to Margret pottering about (I say pottering. More like crashing, thumping and having the temerity to laugh at the dog for being clumsy.).

But that's just how my wonderful wife is and all is well.

Now if you'll excuse me, I just have a few things to tidy up and some household repairs to attend to...

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The secret of great acting

2006-08-30T15:02:00.000+02:00

If you have ever wondered how British character actors manage to always be so exquisitely evil in Hollywood films, the answer is perfectly simple.

You speak normally, perhaps in a fairly quick fashion, as if you are in a hurry to get to the end of the sentence and then you say the last three… words…slowly.

Next week: The secret of life.

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The eyebrows have it

2006-08-29T22:42:00.000+02:00

All over the world, hairdressers raise their eyebrows in strange and incongruous fashions whilst cutting hair. It is true. I have had my hair cut in eight different countries by hairdressers from at least thirty different nations. They all do it. Next time you’re sitting there, pay attention to the eyebrow work taking place on the person just behind you with the eerie smile and slightly blunted scissors. Eyebrows ago-go.

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We have bats

2006-08-19T11:58:00.000+02:00

Maybe it’s just the old goth in me but I love bats. We had one who stayed in our basement garage for a while but then left. Perhaps the same one came back or maybe its a different one (we’re not on first name terms, haven’t been introduced by three members of family or the huggy nation).

But whether it is the same one or not, it has brought a friend and last night they were flying around outside our balcony, performing complex figure of eight manoeuvres around the tree and lamp post, occasionally making cute tiny little “eep” noises. They swooped in close, almost touching distance.

If they stay around, I think I’ll name them.

Matt Reynolds, 19th August 2006

We're not in London anymore

2006-08-17T19:22:00.000+02:00

We have a local nutter. She is a fairly rotund, middle-aged woman. She usually wears a white vest which is a couple of sizes too small and sits by the tree stump out side our block talking loudly to herself. But she seems fairly happy, slightly quizzical and completely non-threatening. I have no idea if Rome has a similar policy with regards to Care in the Community, which has so spectacularly failed in London. I hope that the policy here is better and that if this woman is mentally ill, as opposed to just being a little eccentric, she receives the help she needs.

Earlier today, I was walking the dog while taking some rubbish and recycling to the bins down the road when I heard someone talking loudly, aggressively and without reply. I turned and saw a man in his late thirties, with an odd middle-distance stare. Without realising it, I must have given him an automatic "I want to kill you slowly" look. This is of course, the only rational response in London. Only a fool would show any sign of weakness or kindness to a stranger.

He bolted. I felt terrible.

Half an hour ago, I was sitting on the balcony and heard a familiar sounding chatter as he went past, totally oblivious to all around him.

I felt strangely comforted to know he was (kind of) OK. But I still think I need to think only good thoughts for a while.

The wonderful thing about tiggers...

2006-08-15T15:05:00.000+02:00

...is that tiggers are wonderful things

Who put the "I" in truly bloody awful tedious nonsense?

2006-08-02T18:42:00.000+02:00

It has taken me a few days to come to terms with the true horror that unfolded. I think, perhaps now, in the cold light of day, putting it down in writing may prove to be a cathartic experience. Nonetheless, I feel I should warn you; you may not like what you are about to read.

I like Ryan Adams; his country tinged rock reminiscent of Neil Young at times, especially with the propensity for harmonica playing. And the gentle whimsy of songs like Firecracker can be truly beautiful.

Bryan Adams, on the other hand, is a crater faced hoary old beast who, although coming across as a nice enough chap, makes sub-Bon Jovi stadium rock and soporific ballads.

I went to see him play on Monday night.

OK, it was a freebie and the Coliseum is a spectacular venue. Also, I was quite drunk (Note to self, when you make a scooter journey that normally takes 25 minutes in about 7, you’re probably not in a fit state to drive. I didn’t realise how tipsy I was until well underway but seriously kids; it’s not big and it’s not clever.)

The only thing that could have made the whole fiasco any more ridiculous is if someone even worse had been headlining. Someone unremittingly dull, hopelessly far removed from the respectable lexicon of pop. Someone like Billy Joel.

Even inebriated, a couple of songs in and I’d had quite enough and made a hasty retreat. But it was harrowing.

There was a time when I was quite cool. Sigh.

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The art of procrastination

2006-08-02T18:19:00.000+02:00

I feel my productivity levels are in real danger; Fox have started re-running all of Malcolm in the Middle during the day. I fear I may be easily distracted for the next several months…

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Chocolate and gold...

2006-07-30T18:24:00.000+02:00

Don’t think much of the new Spurs third kit (which we’ll be wearing in all away UEFA cup games this season).

Still, we’ve just beaten last season’s Italian champions Inter Milan to maintain our 100% record pre-season.

I’m a little concerned that we haven’t seen Paul Robinson yet but generally, things seem to be going well. We’re playing good football, scoring plenty of goals, we still have a lot of money to buy new players. So you can stick your Duff and Carrick up your arse.

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Scars upon my heart (well, leg really)

2006-07-29T14:35:00.000+02:00

On holiday in Skiathos a few years ago, my leg was bitten by a nasty bug of some description leading to a gruesome infection (there’s a picture in the gallery).

Being a typical bloke and a bit crap at all things sensible where medicine is concerned, I just stayed in my room and suffered for the whole holiday where if I’d gone to a doctor, a course of antibiotics would probably have cleared it up in no time. Suffice to say, I’ve had a huge discoloured scar on my leg ever since.

For the last few weeks, that part of my leg has been a bit itchy. This morning, I was sitting out on the balcony with the Mrs and happened to notice, the scar has almost completely vanished. I knew I was leading a healthier lifestyle out here but having something healed up that I thought was going to mark me for life is astounding.

I will never cease to be amazed by the human body’s ability to heal itself if given a decent chance.

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I'm lovin' it

2006-07-24T22:05:00.000+02:00

For all the moaning I have done about the state television is in, I keep finding new shows that I love. Albeit ones that are set or heavily influenced by the past.

Currently, I’m having a big, big love of Life on Mars and Deadwood. And we’ve got season 2 of Battlestar Galctica and Season 7 (and final) of the West Wing on pre-order.

Things aren’t so bad.

Green Cars Are Pretty

2006-07-22T11:01:00.000+02:00

We’re looking into getting a new car soon (well in a year or so) which has lead to a few insights into our marriage. I’m supposed to be the grumpy, cynical, hippy baiting one while Mags is the one who made sure the dishwasher and other appliances we have bought have been eco-friendly models.

So of course, she wants a Rav 4, which despite her protestations of it “only being a jeepette” is still a great big gas guzzling monster and totally impractical in Rome.

For my part, despite ranting at great length at how ridiculous Smart cars look, have almost talked myself into approving of them, both for their environmental qualities and being so much smaller, could be handy getting around (and parking!) in Rome.

Anyway, here’s a list of the top ten greenest cars (in terms of fuel consumption) from a Greenpeace campaign sheet. Yes, I know. My hippy baiting credentials just took a major blow.

Model CO2 Fuel consumption cost/12000 miles

Honda Insight (995cc) 80g/km 83.1mpg £525
 Toyota Prius (1497cc) 104g/km 65.7mpg £664

Peugeot 107 (998cc) 109g/km 61.3mpg £712

Toyota Aygo (998cc) 109g/km 61.4mpg £711

HondaCivicHybrid(1339cc)109g/km 61.4mpg £711

Smart City Coupé (698cc)113g/km 60.1mpg £726

Daihatsu Charade(989cc)114g/km 58.9mpg £741

Vauxhall Corsa (998cc) 115g/km 58.8mpg £742

Smart Roadster (698cc) 116g/km 57.6mpg £758

Daihatsu Sirion (998cc) 118g/km 56.5mpg £772

The ten best petrol vehicles. Source: Vehicle Certification Agenc

Not Very Secret Agents

2006-07-22T09:57:00.000+02:00

Estate Agents are often viewed as blood sucking vermin with no redeeming qualities whatsoever, thriving on the hopes and dreams of people as they embark on one of life’s bigger challenges; choosing and buying a home.

This view is of course entirely correct.

However, the one thing that can be said about them is that the ones who are any good, have studied the human animal. They know when to push, when to lie, when to allow the would-be client time and space to take in the good things they are viewing and when to shut the hell up.

Sadly, this is not the case in Italy.

There is a strange gift people seem to have here; the ability for two people to maintain two entirely separate conversations at the same time. Both talking, filling every possible moment of quiet air with inane chatter.

If regular salespeople around the world know how to converse with their clients but add 20% more with pure salespeak, just imagine what that extra 20% is like on an Italian saleswoman.

Dear God, I hope we get this house. Any more time in the company of Italian estate agents will leave me deaf or homicidal.

Google is weird

2006-07-20T11:46:00.000+02:00

Google is weird. I just searched for my website (http://matthewtreynolds.com) and it was nowhere to be found. It usually comes up in the first 2 or 3 when I search for Matthew T Reynolds but despite adding more links and keywords, it's now gone completely.

Most odd

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2006-07-20T11:45:00.000+02:00

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Boom Boom

2006-07-19T23:51:00.000+02:00

A friend of mine (the lovely Dyanne White, in case you were wondering) who also lives and works in Rome, recently went back to old Blighty to be in the New Basil Brush Show.

How cool is that?

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London Calling

2006-07-16T13:45:00.000+02:00

Typical. I move to one of the most style conscious cities on earth just as barrow boy chic takes off.
The cool kids of Rome aren’t wearing D & G, Gucci, Versace or Yves Saint Lauren this summer. They are all kitted out in Lonsdale.
The Trevi Fountain now resembles Ridley Road and the Spanish Steps are the new Chapel Market.
It’s a funny old world.

There's more than one Mother Reynolds

2006-07-05T09:40:00.000+02:00

I didn't get to watch the England debacle against Portugal, I only saw the highlights (such as they were). The reason I missed the game was I was in St Paul's Cathedral attending my sister Hannah's ordination.

I'm not a huge fan of organised religion but my sister was one of the UK's top engineers and she gave it up to study for three years and then spend the rest of her life working for the Church. It's not a decision I totally understand but I do think it took tremendous courage and determination and I am very proud of her.

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For want of a nail...

2006-07-05T00:37:00.000+02:00

There are too many flying bugs around because we have the main light on. We have the main light on because the small lamp is broken. The small lamp is broken because our ridiculous clumsy wretch of a dog broke it. The ridiculous clumsy wretch of a dog broke it because he was trying to hide in the corner. He was trying to hide in the corner because he is afraid when there are loud noises and fireworks. There are loud noises and fireworks because Italy just beat Germany at the very end of extra time to qualify for the World Cup Final.

Therefore I am going to sue Alessandro Del Piero and make him buy me insect repellant. And a new lamp.

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my website

2006-04-14T14:37:00.000+02:00

My website can be found at;

www.matthewtreynolds.com

Danger: smug warning.

2006-03-28T10:07:00.000+02:00

Our honeymoon is going to be fantastic. The wedding’s in the UK at a beautiful old country manor and we’ll be staying there overnight as will a few members of family and a number of friends will be staying in the area. The day after will be a fairly lazy day, where a few of us will get together for lunch and maybe a drink or two. In the afternoon, we go into London, check into our 5 star hotel in Belgravia so we’ll be nice and close to Victoria for our noon train. Which is the Orient Express to Paris. We stay in Paris for a few days, then on to Vienna for a few days, then on to Budapest and finally to Prague. Every hotel we picked is beautiful, with excellent views of the city and well located for everything we plan to do. Since I was a kid and first read Dracula, I’ve wanted to go through the Carpathian Mountains on a train and now I’m going to do it with my wife (I have to get used to calling her that.). Yes, I am a deeply smug man but right now, life is good.

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Things I love about Rome, part 1138

2006-03-26T09:31:00.000+02:00

This is a great city. I will always love London but Rome has so many other things going for it. My neighbourhood (Quarto Miglio, in the south east of the city) is fairly central, only about 20 minutes from the Colosseum and yet it has the feel of a village all to itself. And walking around the neighbourhood, there are citrus trees everywhere.
We have a beautiful, spacious 3-bed apartment with large balconies on 3 sides and now we have small orange, lemon, grapefruit and mandarin trees. Sitting outside for breakfast or dinner was never really available to me where I lived in London but I can’t see the novelty wearing off anytime soon.

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Visions

2006-03-25T10:57:00.000+01:00

Good news. I've been cast in a new movie. It's called "Visions" and is a psychological thriller. There is a serial killer (isn't there always) whose MO is to let his victms be found while they are still alive but set traps around them to ensnare the would be saviours. The FBI have dubbed him "The Spider" and he is a very bad man.

Alas, I have not been cast as the killer and I only have a relativley small role but it's my first acting job since I moved to Italy, so I'm still pretty excited.

Also, Luigi (the director) seems cool. He was at pains to say he wanted us to work on our characters, adding new dialogue and making them real people, which sounds like fun.

I should be measured up for my wardrobe fitting in a few days. Time to hit the salad. Damn.

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