Barry Norman's 101 greatest films of all time, in full, from two free supplements with the Radio Times, Tuesday 17th and 24th January 2012.
Written by The Radio Times staff 2:56pm, 31st January 2012.
If you're wondering whether your favourite film is in the list, and if so where on earth it is, here are all the films in alphabetical order:
1938 The Adventures of Robin Hood, Action & Adventure
1980 Airplane! Comedy
1979 Alien, Sci-fi
1950 All about Eve, Drama
1977 Annie Hall, Comedy
1979 Apocalypse Now, War
1955 Bad Day at Black Rock, Drama
1942 Bambi, Family animated
1946 The Big Sleep, Thriller
1982 Blade Runner, Sci-fi
1974 Blazing Saddles, Comedy
1957 The Bridge on the River Kwai, War
1954 Brief Encounter, Romance
1938 Bringing Up Baby, Comedy
1969 Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid, Western
1972 Cabaret, Musical
1942 Casablanca, Romance
2002 Chicago, Musical
1974 Chinatown, Thriller
1941 Citizen Kane, Drama
2000 Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, Action & Adventure
1953 The Cruel Sea, War
2008 The Dark Knight, Action & Adventure
1972 Deliverance, Action & Adventure
1971 Dirty Harry, Thriller
1963 Dr Strangelove, or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb, War
1933 Duck Soup, Comedy
1982 ET the Extra-Terrestrial, Family
1973 The Exorcist, Horror
1931 Frankenstein, Horror
2000 Gladiator, Action & Adventure
1972 The Godfather, Thriller
1939 Gone with the Wind, Romance
1990 GoodFellas, Thriller
1967 The Graduate, Romance
1963 The Great Escape, War
1946 Great Expectations, Family
1980 Gregory's Girl, Romance
1993 Groundhog Day, Comedy
1978 Halloween, Horror
2001-2011 Harry Potter, Family
1952 High Noon, Western
1956 High Society, Musical
2008 The Hurt Locker, War
1945 I Know Where I'm Going! Romance
1989 Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade, Action & Adventure
1956 Invasion of the Body Snatchers, Sci-fi
1934 It Happened One Night, Romance
1946 It's a Wonderful Life, Drama
1967 The Jungle Book, Family
1949 Kind Hearts and Coronets, Comedy
1953 Kiss Me Kate, Musical
1997 LA Confidential, Thriller
1962 Lawrence of Arabia, Action & Adventure
1960 The Magnificent Seven, Western
1964 Mary Poppins, Family
2003 Master and Commander: the Far Side of the World, Action & Adventure
1946 A Matter of Life and Death, Romance
1975 Monty Python and the Holy Grail, Comedy
2001 Moulin Rouge! Musical
1964 My Fair Lady, Musical
1968 Night of the Living Dead, Horror
1939 Ninotchka, Comedy
2007 No Country for Old Men, Western
1959 North by Northwest, Thriller
1975 One Flew over the Cuckoo's Nest, Drama
1976 The Outlaw Josey Wales, Western
1957 Paths of Glory, War
1960 Psycho, Thriller
1980 Raging Bull, Drama
1970 The Railway Children, Family
1948 Red River, Western
1948 The Red Shoes, Musical
1968 Rosemary's Baby, Horror
1977 Saturday Night Fever, Musical
1993 Schindler's List, War
1956 The Searchers, Western
1954 Seven Samurai, Action & Adventure
1953 Shane, Western
1994 The Shawshank Redemption, Drama
1985 Shoah, War
2001 Shrek, Family
1991 The Silence of the Lambs, Thriller
1952 Singin' in the Rain, Musical
1959 Some Like It Hot, Comedy
1977 Star Wars Episode IV: a New Hope, Sci-fi
1950 Sunset Blvd, Drama
1949 The Third Man, Thriller
1942 To Be or Not to Be, War
1962 To Kill a Mockingbird, Drama
1995 Toy Story, Family
1957 12 Angry Men, Drama
1968 2001: a Space Odyssey, Sci-fi
1992 Unforgiven, Western
1961 West Side Story, Musical
1989 When Harry Met Sally…, Romance
1969 The Wild Bunch, Western
1996 William Shakespeare's Romeo + Juliet, Romance
1939 The Wizard of Oz, Family
Originally posted on Tuesday 17th April 2012
Tuesday, 17 April 2012
Thursday, 5 January 2012
Diary of a Surviving Supply Teacher: Last Days
Monday 4th July 2011
Clearly, Mary-Ann is not a tennis fan, because she phoned me at 4:00pm on Sunday 3rd July, during the Wimbledon Men's Singles Final, to ask if I could do a day's supply with year 4 in her school. She made a point of telling me to arrive early because the parking was difficult, ie. is in the road. Mary-Ann was the school's deputy head and thus responsible for supply cover, but she taught in the infant school which is on a different site further down the road. The headteacher, Mr Monarch, I had known over twenty years earlier, when he was a probationary teacher and I was a class teacher in the same year group in a middle school. However, I had already worked for him as HT in a different school a few years ago.
It was the headteacher who explained the work/timetable/routines soon after my arrival, albeit with a slightly critical tone in his voice when he mentioned the classteacher. For example, he told me the first lesson, finishing off a story in Literacy was, "Only finishing off." There seemed to be enough to keep the children busy from 9:05am until the assembly at 10:10, so it suited me. Registration was at 8:55 and was calm, apart from a child who was brought in by his mother because he was reluctant to attend without his regular teacher. We arrived late for assembly, which Mr Monarch took himself and then it was break at 10:25. Break finished at 10:35 and this was based on 7x tables work from the Abacus textbook series with which I was familiar. 11:35 was Guided reading, ie. individual reading, and lunch seemed particularly early at 11:55. Mr Monarch warned me of a boy who was lazy and slow to produce work, which appeared to be more his frustration than mine, and said he was available should there be any behaviour problems. Overall, the children were well-behaved as the school was in a university catchment. There seemed to be a number of dark skinned girls with dark hair in the class, who all looked the same, so I struggled with their names, but the others were easy to remember.
A teacher from another year group was supposed to explain the afternoon's Science task, at lunchtime, but he seemed to carry a chip on his shoulder and was awkward. The classroom assistant was very loyal to the headteacher, although he said he would have to lose her at the end of the year. She seemed a bit fussy over aspects of the plans and organisation which seemed trivial to me.
Afternoon registration resumed at 1:05pm, followed by more Literacy, this time writing up the stories on computers, based outside the room in a shared area. As usual, some children claimed to have finished at the start of the lesson and had to be told to continue regardless. 2:00 was Science and writing phrases for the end of year reports. Throughout both lessons, because various unidentified adults passed through the area without apologising, I felt vulnerable as I was on show. The children were quite chatty too. Hometime was at 3:25. After marking and writing a letter to the class teacher, I found I could not get my car out of its parking space, due to students from the university parking too close. The mother of the reluctant boy walked passed and thanked me for being understanding with her son. Eventually, a sheepish looking student appeared, moved her car and I was able to leave.
Tuesday 5th July 2011
Mr Monarch had apologised yesterday for offering only the morning, but I took it as it was via the authority, not an agency. He said there could be future work, albeit relatively limited, but I have not heard anything to date. For literacy, I had to find a photograph at home to project onto the whiteboard and came up with one of pigs in a steeplechase race. Mr was hovering around as I commenced the lesson and he said, "You haven't taught quick write before have you?" He then took over and taught the lesson. It was clearly a pet project of his and did not seem half as impressive as he seemed to think.
Maths was further work from Abacus and multiplying the touching ends of dominoes. Guided reading was the usual independent reading, including some finishing some reports and stories.
The headteacher had several bees under his bonnet, besides quick write and lazy boys, namely battling the local council over the problem of parking in the road. I tried to reassure him by telling him that he was not alone, but he irritatedly said that he would not make the authority aware.
Originally posted on Friday 6th January 2012
= = = =
Thursday 7th, Friday 8th and Thursday 21st July 2011
Thursday 7th July 2011
Normally I write my blog entries within a few days of the events that I am describing, but these were written six months later. Not having much work meant that I was spending my time writing applications for jobs and therefore neglecting the blog. Ironically, because work was so sparse, the last days of teaching became more significant. One of the problems with writing from a distance is that it comes from a fading and unreliable memory, while the days described deserve a more detailed account than was given to those that were far less important. All three days were for the same school on the other side of the city.
On arrival, I discovered that I was in the middle of three side-by-side Yr3 classrooms. The regular part-time teacher who usually took my class was moved to the class on my right as the year co-ordinator was absent. She was therefore able to explain the work and routines before concentrating on those for her own class. She told me that mine was a good class, as opposed to the one she was taking, although this contradicted what I knew of the school as a whole. First lesson was maths in sets with what seemed like a complicated system for differentiation and self-organistation, but it worked reasonably well. Back in classes we worked on top trumps cards as a part of the year-group topic on monsters. Each child created a card for their own monster according to various criteria with a points system. What struck me about the children was that they were not badly behaved, but were inclined to be chatty and to call out. Neither of these endear me to children I do not know.
As the three classrooms were separated by glass partitions, it was clear that my mentor was finding her class tough and she kept a number of boys behind at break. Despite the punishment of losing their break, these children were not averse to arguing back. On the other side of my room was a young teacher, whom I also found myself asking for guidance on occasion. There was a classroom assistant with a European accent, who I learned was offered her services as a volunteer. At the side of the room was a terranium containing a number of butterfly chrysalises, some of which disconcertingly hatched during the day.
Friday 8th July 2011
Throughout the previous day, I had an inclination that something was planned for the Friday, but I could not put my finger on the event. When I noticed the teachers, and later the children, dressed in red it became clear. On the second day, the year co-ordinator returned to her class. She asked how my class had been, to which I replied (non-commitally), "They were okay."
Her immediate response was, "Only okay?"
I felt like telling her that I was being polite and they were very chatty and rude, but as she, like her colleague, seemed convinced of their angelic qualities, I remained non-committal. My second day consisted of more sets and work on top trumps. To her credit, the year leader removed a defiant child from her own class who had appeared in a maths set. By the afternoon, the other two teachers released the butterflies into the garden, as the insects would not have survived the weekend in the terranium. The whole school assembly was given over to a photographer from the local newspaper who arranged the children and staff for a group photograph, in which everyone raised a fist, while simultaneously cheering. I made sure that, as the only person not dressed in red, I was at the back.
Thursday 21st July 2011
For day three, I was with the year leader's class, which made me wonder why I had been kept from them in the first place. The previously missing teacher returned to her class and was aloof and distant, ie. she did not thank me for taking her class for two days and would not explain the work unless I asked. Despite the space of nearly a week, day three was more sets and top trumps. The previous week's work was meaningful and the children had enjoyed the tasks, inlcuding the top trumps, but this seemed to be stretching the work a bit too far. During one of the sets, the aloof teacher removed the defiant child, althought I had not asked her to do so and despite the fact he was with me for the rest of the time. Although this was the penultimate week of the summer term, a number of children seemed to have a stomach bug (consistent with the absent teachers). No-one saw fit to introduce the young woman, present in the classroom all day.
During the afternoon the children were required to continue making a model of their monster, using felt, pipe cleaners, sequins and other art/craft materials. My defiant child continued to refuse to do as he was asked and, instead of making a model of his monster, kept making his own abstract creations, which he presented to me. Following the whole school assembly, I returned to the classroom to find the young woman, present all day, handing out jelly-type sweets to the class. Many of the jellies were on the floor and I did my best to add a semblance of organisation, before the chldren went home. Apparently, she was a foreign-language student and had spent the week with the class. As usual, I marked the work up to date and wrote a letter to the teacher. After making my way back to the front office, I signed out in the visitors' book and drove home. Although I was not aware at the time, this was my last day of teaching to date. Soon after, I felt the effects of a stomach upset, which lasted for several weeks until, and including, a holiday away.
Written on Monday 1st and Tuesday 2nd January 2012 and originally posted on Thursday 5th January 2012
Clearly, Mary-Ann is not a tennis fan, because she phoned me at 4:00pm on Sunday 3rd July, during the Wimbledon Men's Singles Final, to ask if I could do a day's supply with year 4 in her school. She made a point of telling me to arrive early because the parking was difficult, ie. is in the road. Mary-Ann was the school's deputy head and thus responsible for supply cover, but she taught in the infant school which is on a different site further down the road. The headteacher, Mr Monarch, I had known over twenty years earlier, when he was a probationary teacher and I was a class teacher in the same year group in a middle school. However, I had already worked for him as HT in a different school a few years ago.
It was the headteacher who explained the work/timetable/routines soon after my arrival, albeit with a slightly critical tone in his voice when he mentioned the classteacher. For example, he told me the first lesson, finishing off a story in Literacy was, "Only finishing off." There seemed to be enough to keep the children busy from 9:05am until the assembly at 10:10, so it suited me. Registration was at 8:55 and was calm, apart from a child who was brought in by his mother because he was reluctant to attend without his regular teacher. We arrived late for assembly, which Mr Monarch took himself and then it was break at 10:25. Break finished at 10:35 and this was based on 7x tables work from the Abacus textbook series with which I was familiar. 11:35 was Guided reading, ie. individual reading, and lunch seemed particularly early at 11:55. Mr Monarch warned me of a boy who was lazy and slow to produce work, which appeared to be more his frustration than mine, and said he was available should there be any behaviour problems. Overall, the children were well-behaved as the school was in a university catchment. There seemed to be a number of dark skinned girls with dark hair in the class, who all looked the same, so I struggled with their names, but the others were easy to remember.
A teacher from another year group was supposed to explain the afternoon's Science task, at lunchtime, but he seemed to carry a chip on his shoulder and was awkward. The classroom assistant was very loyal to the headteacher, although he said he would have to lose her at the end of the year. She seemed a bit fussy over aspects of the plans and organisation which seemed trivial to me.
Afternoon registration resumed at 1:05pm, followed by more Literacy, this time writing up the stories on computers, based outside the room in a shared area. As usual, some children claimed to have finished at the start of the lesson and had to be told to continue regardless. 2:00 was Science and writing phrases for the end of year reports. Throughout both lessons, because various unidentified adults passed through the area without apologising, I felt vulnerable as I was on show. The children were quite chatty too. Hometime was at 3:25. After marking and writing a letter to the class teacher, I found I could not get my car out of its parking space, due to students from the university parking too close. The mother of the reluctant boy walked passed and thanked me for being understanding with her son. Eventually, a sheepish looking student appeared, moved her car and I was able to leave.
Tuesday 5th July 2011
Mr Monarch had apologised yesterday for offering only the morning, but I took it as it was via the authority, not an agency. He said there could be future work, albeit relatively limited, but I have not heard anything to date. For literacy, I had to find a photograph at home to project onto the whiteboard and came up with one of pigs in a steeplechase race. Mr was hovering around as I commenced the lesson and he said, "You haven't taught quick write before have you?" He then took over and taught the lesson. It was clearly a pet project of his and did not seem half as impressive as he seemed to think.
Maths was further work from Abacus and multiplying the touching ends of dominoes. Guided reading was the usual independent reading, including some finishing some reports and stories.
The headteacher had several bees under his bonnet, besides quick write and lazy boys, namely battling the local council over the problem of parking in the road. I tried to reassure him by telling him that he was not alone, but he irritatedly said that he would not make the authority aware.
Originally posted on Friday 6th January 2012
= = = =
Thursday 7th, Friday 8th and Thursday 21st July 2011
Thursday 7th July 2011
Normally I write my blog entries within a few days of the events that I am describing, but these were written six months later. Not having much work meant that I was spending my time writing applications for jobs and therefore neglecting the blog. Ironically, because work was so sparse, the last days of teaching became more significant. One of the problems with writing from a distance is that it comes from a fading and unreliable memory, while the days described deserve a more detailed account than was given to those that were far less important. All three days were for the same school on the other side of the city.
On arrival, I discovered that I was in the middle of three side-by-side Yr3 classrooms. The regular part-time teacher who usually took my class was moved to the class on my right as the year co-ordinator was absent. She was therefore able to explain the work and routines before concentrating on those for her own class. She told me that mine was a good class, as opposed to the one she was taking, although this contradicted what I knew of the school as a whole. First lesson was maths in sets with what seemed like a complicated system for differentiation and self-organistation, but it worked reasonably well. Back in classes we worked on top trumps cards as a part of the year-group topic on monsters. Each child created a card for their own monster according to various criteria with a points system. What struck me about the children was that they were not badly behaved, but were inclined to be chatty and to call out. Neither of these endear me to children I do not know.
As the three classrooms were separated by glass partitions, it was clear that my mentor was finding her class tough and she kept a number of boys behind at break. Despite the punishment of losing their break, these children were not averse to arguing back. On the other side of my room was a young teacher, whom I also found myself asking for guidance on occasion. There was a classroom assistant with a European accent, who I learned was offered her services as a volunteer. At the side of the room was a terranium containing a number of butterfly chrysalises, some of which disconcertingly hatched during the day.
Friday 8th July 2011
Throughout the previous day, I had an inclination that something was planned for the Friday, but I could not put my finger on the event. When I noticed the teachers, and later the children, dressed in red it became clear. On the second day, the year co-ordinator returned to her class. She asked how my class had been, to which I replied (non-commitally), "They were okay."
Her immediate response was, "Only okay?"
I felt like telling her that I was being polite and they were very chatty and rude, but as she, like her colleague, seemed convinced of their angelic qualities, I remained non-committal. My second day consisted of more sets and work on top trumps. To her credit, the year leader removed a defiant child from her own class who had appeared in a maths set. By the afternoon, the other two teachers released the butterflies into the garden, as the insects would not have survived the weekend in the terranium. The whole school assembly was given over to a photographer from the local newspaper who arranged the children and staff for a group photograph, in which everyone raised a fist, while simultaneously cheering. I made sure that, as the only person not dressed in red, I was at the back.
Thursday 21st July 2011
For day three, I was with the year leader's class, which made me wonder why I had been kept from them in the first place. The previously missing teacher returned to her class and was aloof and distant, ie. she did not thank me for taking her class for two days and would not explain the work unless I asked. Despite the space of nearly a week, day three was more sets and top trumps. The previous week's work was meaningful and the children had enjoyed the tasks, inlcuding the top trumps, but this seemed to be stretching the work a bit too far. During one of the sets, the aloof teacher removed the defiant child, althought I had not asked her to do so and despite the fact he was with me for the rest of the time. Although this was the penultimate week of the summer term, a number of children seemed to have a stomach bug (consistent with the absent teachers). No-one saw fit to introduce the young woman, present in the classroom all day.
During the afternoon the children were required to continue making a model of their monster, using felt, pipe cleaners, sequins and other art/craft materials. My defiant child continued to refuse to do as he was asked and, instead of making a model of his monster, kept making his own abstract creations, which he presented to me. Following the whole school assembly, I returned to the classroom to find the young woman, present all day, handing out jelly-type sweets to the class. Many of the jellies were on the floor and I did my best to add a semblance of organisation, before the chldren went home. Apparently, she was a foreign-language student and had spent the week with the class. As usual, I marked the work up to date and wrote a letter to the teacher. After making my way back to the front office, I signed out in the visitors' book and drove home. Although I was not aware at the time, this was my last day of teaching to date. Soon after, I felt the effects of a stomach upset, which lasted for several weeks until, and including, a holiday away.
Written on Monday 1st and Tuesday 2nd January 2012 and originally posted on Thursday 5th January 2012
Saturday, 17 December 2011
100 Greatest Musicals (Channel 4)
July 2008
Thanks to http://www.listal.com/list/100-greatest-musicals
Originally posted on Saturday 17th December 2011
100. Let's Make Love (1960)
99. Miss Saigon (1989)
98. Bright Eyes (1934)
97. The Cotton Club (1984)
96. Lullaby of Broadway (1951)
95. Breaking Glass (1980)
94. Sholay (1975)
93. How to Succeed in Business Without Really Trying (1967)
92. The Umbrellas of Cherbourg (1964)
91. Everyone Says I Love You (1996)
90. Cry-Baby (1990)
89. A Little Night Music (1977)
88. For Me and My Gal (1942)
87. Million Dollar Mermaid (1952)
86. There's No Business Like Show Business (1954)
85. Funny Face (1957)
84. Ziegfeld Follies (1945)
83. A Star Is Born (1976)
82. Anything Goes (1956)
81. Yankee Doodle Dandy (1942)
80. Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street (2007)
79. All That Jazz (1979)
78. Hedwig and the Angry Inch (2001)
77. Porgy and Bess (1959)
76. Dancer in the Dark (2000)
75. Dil Se.. (1998)
74. Shall We Dance (1937)
73. Half a Sixpence (1967)
72. Godspell: A Musical Based on the Gospel According to St. Matthew (1973)
71. Show Boat (1951)
70. Gigi (1958)
69. The Producers (1968)
68. Kiss Me Kate (1953)
67. Doctor Dolittle (1967)
66. Gypsy (1962)
65. The Jazz Singer (1927)
64. Easter Parade (1948)
63. Jailhouse Rock (1957)
62. Sweet Charity (1969)
61. Scrooge (1970)
60. Top Hat (1935)
59. Funny Girl (1968)
58. An American in Paris (1951)
57. Paint Your Wagon (1969)
56. Meet Me in St. Louis (1944)
55. Hair (1979)
54. On the Town (1949)
53. Cinderella (1950)
52. Carmen Jones (1954)
51. Thoroughly Modern Millie (1967)
50. Hello, Dolly! (1969)
49. The Muppets Take Manhattan (1984)
48. Gentlemen Prefer Blondes (1953)
47. Summer Holiday (1963)
46. A Chorus Line (1985)
45. A Star Is Born (1954)
44. Tommy (1975)
43. Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs (1937)
42. Starlight Express (2003)
41. Carousel (1956)
40. 8 Mile (2002)
39. South Pacific (1958)
38. The Nightmare Before Christmas (1993)
37. White Christmas (1954)
36. Guys and Dolls (1955)
35. Oklahoma! (1955)
34. High Society (1956)
33. Fiddler on the Roof (1971)
32. Seven Brides for Seven Brothers (1954)
31. Blood Brothers (1993)
30. Cats (1997)
29. Fame (1980)
28. Jesus Christ Superstar (1973)
27. The Jungle Book (1967)
26. Annie (1982)
25. Calamity Jane (1953)
24. The Blues Brothers (1980)
23. The King and I (1956)
22. Evita (1996)
21. Little Shop of Horrors (1986)
20. The Phantom of the Opera (2004)
19. Bugsy Malone (1976)
18. Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat (1999)
17. Cabaret (1972)
16. Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory (1971)
15. Les Misérables (1998)
14. The Lion King (1994)
13. Buffy the Vampire Slayer (1992)
12. My Fair Lady (1964)
11. Chitty Chitty Bang Bang (1968)
10. Moulin Rouge (2001)
9. Oliver! (1968)
8. Chicago (2002)
7. The Rocky Horror Picture Show (1975)
6. Singin' in the Rain (1952)
5. Mary Poppins (1964)
4. West Side Story (1961)
3. The Wizard of Oz (1939)
2. The Sound of Music (1965)
1. Grease (1978)
Thanks to http://www.listal.com/list/100-greatest-musicals
Last broadcast on Channel 4, 17th December 2011
Originally posted on Saturday 17th December 2011
Sunday, 11 December 2011
Albums by The Beatles
These are the only albums released by the Beatles:
Please Please Me (1963)
With The Beatles (1963)
A Hard Day's Night (1964)
Beatles for Sale (1964)
Help! (1965)
Rubber Soul (1965)
Revolver (1966)
Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band (1967)
The Beatles (aka the White Album) (1968)
Yellow Submarine (1969)
Abbey Road (1969)
Let It Be (1970)
Originally posted on Sunday 11th December 2011
Please Please Me (1963)
With The Beatles (1963)
A Hard Day's Night (1964)
Beatles for Sale (1964)
Help! (1965)
Rubber Soul (1965)
Revolver (1966)
Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band (1967)
The Beatles (aka the White Album) (1968)
Yellow Submarine (1969)
Abbey Road (1969)
Let It Be (1970)
Originally posted on Sunday 11th December 2011
Tuesday, 6 December 2011
Famous Blood Donors
Celebrities who have donated blood or supported blood donation:
Gordon Bennett, Australian artist
Chris Bisson, British actor and star of Coronation Street
Jude Bolton, Australian footballer with the Sydney Swans
Pat Boone, American singer and actor
Richard Branson, British businessman and founder of Virgin
Kristin Cavallari, star of The Hills TV series
Jackie Chan MBE, martial arts actor from Hong Kong
Sara Cox, British DJ
Miley Cyrus, American actress and singer
Alesha Dixon, British singer and judge on Strictly Come Dancing
Josh Duhamel, American TV actor and star of the Transformers films
Sophie Ellis-Bextor, British singer and Janet Ellis's daughter
Jenny Frost, British TV presenter and singer
Penn Jillette, the talking half of the magic duo Penn & Teller
Chris Judd: Australian footballer for Carlton and Brownlow
Gary Lineker, England international footballer
Kym Marsh, British singer and actress
Dr. Phillip McGraw, American TV personality
Sun Park, Australian actress, singer and presenter
Rascal Flatts, American country band
Jane Seymour, British actress and star of the Bond film, Live and Let Die
Mark Smith, 'Rhino' in the Gladiators TV series (bone marrow)
Curtis Stone, Australian chef, TV presenter and author
Niki Taylor, American supermodel
Jayne Torvill, British Olympic gold medallist and star of Dancing On Ice TV series
The cast of The Vampire Diaries and Twilight, American TV series
I would urge healthy readers to consider blood donation as it takes only a little of your time, but can transform and even save lives. Blood cannot be given more frequently than 16 weeks, which is only three times a year. To find out more, the UK link is: www.blood.co.uk
Originally posted on Tuesday, 6th December 2011
Diary of a Surviving Supply Teacher: Have you found a description of your agency consultant's experience on Linkedin?
The following is an article that I posted on the TES site:
Recently, while researching another agency, I came across this description of the aforementioned individual on uk.linkedin.com:
"[Person's name] BA Hons MIRP's Summary
-Experienced recruiter with ten years industry experience
-Almost eight years served in the Education sector
Worked as consultant through to Operations Manager.
Developed existing business further and experienced in three start up business/ desks through to success
Specialties
Education recruitment
Operations Management
Strategic Development"
Strategic Development"
What is significant is that this person has considerably less of what he calls 'Experience' (with a capital 'E'), albeit undefined, than I have in teaching. He appears to have no experience of teaching at all. None of the jargon is defined, particularly 'industry' and 'Education sector' (with a capital 'E'), although it needs considerable explanation. Further down the page, under 'Experience', are woolly phrases with more jargon, such as, 'Worked as a Consultant developing relationships with Schools in the ********** and *********** area, predominantly working with Primary Schools. Also accepted as one of five people onto the company's Management Development Programme.' What this means is not explained, much less how it constitutes experience. Presumably, punctuation, capitalisation and sentence structure are not a requirement of the agency or Linkedin!
He claims to have been university educated with a BA in history and something called a MIRP. He says he has spent two years with the John Lewis department store and another two years with what appears to be a marine engineering agency.
Reading this Linkedin page confirms my belief that one of the reasons teaching agency employees are rude, and treat supply teachers inappropriately, is because they are not professionally trained. This person's description indicates that he has no first-hand experience of teaching or education whatsoever. Furthermore, the experience that can be discerned, has little, or no, connection with teaching or education.
Have you found a description of your agency consultant's experience on Linkedin?
Originally posted on Tuesday, 6th December 2011
Monday, 5 December 2011
anniversary
noun (plural anniversaries)
the date on which an event took place or an institution was founded in a previous year:
the 50th anniversary of the Battle of Britain
the 75th anniversary of the RAF
the date on which a couple were married in a previous year:
he even forgot our tenth anniversary!
Origin:
Middle English: from Latin anniversarius 'returning yearly', from annus 'year' + versus 'turning'
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Spell anniversary with a double n at the beginning; the ending is -ary.
From: http://oxforddictionaries.com/definition/anniversary
Today, Monday 5th December 2011, is the first anniversary of this blog 'Fair View', which was actually created on Thursday 2nd December 2010, when deep snow prevented me from working, but which took its first post on Sunday 5th December 2010, a review of the newly re-released Come Taste the Band album by Deep Purple. At the time, I intended the blog to consist of album reviews, timelines and discographies, but instead it briefly became a diary, followed by a series of progressive rock lists. The latter starting with Classic Rock Magazine's surprisingly popular 'Classic Rock: State of the Prog Nation - Progressive rock is taking over. Again!' This was a 'free' booklet given with the magazine and which consisted of a list of 'The 50 Albums That [according to the publication's staff] Built Prog.' In between the reviews and lists, have come a miscellany of design, poetry, songs and other assorted ephemera. There may be further diary entries (several are overdue from July 2011!), but my intention, at this stage, is to continue the lists and return to the reviews - many of which are drafted, awaiting posting. In one more year, we will see if this has come to fruition.
Thank you to all who have contributed, visited (8,151) and commented.
Originally posted on Monday 5th December 2011, on a mild, damp day when there was no snow!
the date on which an event took place or an institution was founded in a previous year:
the 50th anniversary of the Battle of Britain
the 75th anniversary of the RAF
the date on which a couple were married in a previous year:
he even forgot our tenth anniversary!
Origin:
Middle English: from Latin anniversarius 'returning yearly', from annus 'year' + versus 'turning'
Spelling help
Spell anniversary with a double n at the beginning; the ending is -ary.
From: http://oxforddictionaries.com/definition/anniversary
Today, Monday 5th December 2011, is the first anniversary of this blog 'Fair View', which was actually created on Thursday 2nd December 2010, when deep snow prevented me from working, but which took its first post on Sunday 5th December 2010, a review of the newly re-released Come Taste the Band album by Deep Purple. At the time, I intended the blog to consist of album reviews, timelines and discographies, but instead it briefly became a diary, followed by a series of progressive rock lists. The latter starting with Classic Rock Magazine's surprisingly popular 'Classic Rock: State of the Prog Nation - Progressive rock is taking over. Again!' This was a 'free' booklet given with the magazine and which consisted of a list of 'The 50 Albums That [according to the publication's staff] Built Prog.' In between the reviews and lists, have come a miscellany of design, poetry, songs and other assorted ephemera. There may be further diary entries (several are overdue from July 2011!), but my intention, at this stage, is to continue the lists and return to the reviews - many of which are drafted, awaiting posting. In one more year, we will see if this has come to fruition.
Thank you to all who have contributed, visited (8,151) and commented.
Originally posted on Monday 5th December 2011, on a mild, damp day when there was no snow!
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