My top 4 films this year:

– Written, produced, directed by Duncan Jones, David Bowie’s son. Like a 70’s sci-fi..not too much about futuristic tech, a lot about the ethical ramifications of it. It even has a robot.

Gran Torino – Directed by, and staring, Clint Eastwood. An old man is old and manly. He befriends his asian neighbours, with whom he finds he has more in common than with his own family. A bit of action, a bit of drama, a bit of comedy and a lot of manliness.

Coraline – Written by Niel Gaiman, directed by Henry Selick. A fairy tale, a proper one that’s a little bit scary. The eponymous herion moves to a new house and discovers a portal to another world, with another new house and another mother. Looks ace in 3D.

Star Trek – Directed by JJ Abrahms. Did I mention I’m a nerd? Space battles, loadsa PG-13 extre-terrestrial violence and a hot green chick.

So yeah, two sci-fis, one named after a car and a shiny 3D one. I think Moon’s going to stick with me the most.

What are other people’s favourites?

Paul found a book in a dark recess of our studio (our studio is mostly dark recesses) called “How to do just about EVERYTHING”. Obviously, its title writes a cheque it can’t cash – it has no instructions on how to cheer up a dark recess – but it’s quite interesting. It told us how to repair plugs faster than google, so I have to give it some credit. It reminded me of what happened the other weekend, and a topic it didn’t cover.

I went to the wedding of one of my girlfriend’s old schoolfriends on the weekend. I didn’t know anyone, but it was cool. It didn’t rain very much, which I guess is a result. Anyway, I had to buy a suit, so I went to TK Maxx, (don’t judge me, it’s cheap), bought one, then took it all the way from Cardiff to Hampshire without noticing that it still had a security tag attached to it. At 9AM on the morning of the wedding, my girlfriend woke me up to tell me that it still had a security tag armed with explosive dye packs attached to it. It’s just great waking up to things like that. I could either wash, have breakfast, dress and go to the wedding looking like a twat, or use a swiss army knife to try to get this allegedly tamper-proof thing (which would paint my suit red and yellow if I fuck it up) off. Obviously, I got my knife out, because I am a total nerd and I prefer a challenge like this to breakfast.

Me 1, security tag 0. The plastic in front of the dye-packs was so thin that I cut through it in under a minute and removed them. After disarming the thing, it took about 5 minutes to destroy the rest of it, safe in the knowledge that it was now unable to cover my suit and I in glass and paint. Not much of a security device, really. It didn’t go off when I left the shop and I destroyed it before breakfast. Obviously, don’t steal, but just imagine how easy it would be to nick whatever you wanted. No-one comes running even when tags do set off alarms.