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BENNY

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About Me

I grew up near Oxford, then moved to Kendal, Cumbria at the age of 13- Yes 'Mintcake' .Very good. I got taller and worked alot so I could buy comics. There- my whole childhood summarised. I feel quite happy with that. I worked in a doughnut shop, a cafe, a department store, a bar and then settled into a cinema. Cinema folk are cool. Watching Battlefield Earth 21 times was not. Very not cool. I went to art college in Lancaster and then to Uni in Leeds where I made silly short films, wrote a shit novel and fell in love. Wow, happy with that short summary too. I regret not going for more beers with some awesome people there but I try to make up for that now. On the encouragement of a friend I moved to London and now work as a designer for film campaigns (I did Brick and Pans Labyrinth). I still write shit and make silly short films. Sometimes I love the city and sometimes it stinks, but if you find a quiet place in the sun or next to the fire in a pub, then it's great. I love hearing people's stories. I love people in the singular, but get quite jarred by groups of them. I love talking to people, people don't talk to each other enough. Deep, but then so is the ocean and it's full of things like Blowfish. Have you ever seen anything more silly than the look on a blowfish's face?

My Interests

Films, comics, good books, good people and little known pubs. Things that I love: The kindness of strangers, fearless squirrels, dew, autumn, the smell of a crisp night, great views, people who smile, bizarre laughs, salted popcorn, thunderstorms, the paper on sunday morning, dodgems, really crips bacon, a fresh bed, lie-ins, politeness, riding down a hill, canals, pancakes, nostalgic TV, full moons, girls with cute necks, rocking out to old classics, soft cola bottle sweets, parks, well loved shoes, cheap beer, my grans apple pies, unashamed geeky conversations, spiral staircases, my Mums deviled turkey, clouds... I love clouds, a really good film, a really good night out when everyone just turns up and things go on all night (the 'dazed and confused effect- cannot be organised).

My Blog

little poems

GIRLSGirls are made of sugar and spiceAnd all things niceAnd they dream of lovely thingsLike kittens-Kittens! [who kill mice]So be warned boysWhen finding your spouseKittens grow to catsAnd a man is o...
Posted by BENNY on Fri, 30 Jun 2006 02:48:00 PST