CLARKE: THAT F*CKING GUY!

5th October 2010

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JOB BLOG 1: - THE SNOWBALL EFFECT

HETROSEXUALITY/METROSEXUALITY

It’s 1999 all I’ve ever wanted to do with my life is act. It’s been 3 months since I left Uni to try acting for a year (In my naivety, I thought a year was enough) I’m about to start the pilot of Metrosexuality which is called Heterosexuality and I think I’m untouchable.

How very wrong I was.

So basically I’d been working in a gym and I heard that a guy I know a bit, director Rikki beadle Blair https://twitter.com/RikkiBB is gonna shoot the pilot of his show.

I asked if I could audition because the whole point of me going full time in the gym was to try and get into acting somehow with a flexible job like this I could get it done. I was kind of too old to play a 16 year old, but he told me if I could look young then I could go along.

Cue-shaving face-head and legs (shut up)

Anyway, because there is only so far a gym wage can take you, after bills and living, and because for whatever reason I’d spent a lot of money that month, I could only really get a bus one way.

I decided to get the bus there so I wouldn’t arrive sweaty. I smacked the audition and was walking home when I got the call that the CH4 producers were happy for me to be the lead. I had no agent or anything but it was a job… A start.

Weirdly though, I thought that was it. Like a lot of young actors do, I thought that was it, and once you were in you would just be doing films and TV whenever you wanted. I never really thought about the rejection after rejection, after rejection, after rejection, after rejection, after rejection, after rejection, that you get as an actor. Truth is 90% of actors don’t work.

It’s hard. You have to want it, because it’s you. Because it’s all you are… Not for fame or money or anything like that. It has to be a part of you.

Anyway, so the job itself was great. I didn’t think it would ever become a series, but after the pilot channel 4 commissioned a 6 part series and Metrosexuality was born.

It was a vibrant colourful show straight from Rikki’s mind. he acted, wrote and starred in it and it is from him that I take a lot of my work ethic. It was also the first time I met a mr Mark Davis (4321) and a young lady called https://twitter.com/preeyakalidas 

We became friends and have been friends ever since.  Not a lot of people know that.

Being a multi cultural, multi sexual show, the show itself caused some controversy and I had a lot of shallow so called friends dropped off, not really wanting to associate with guy in the “gay” show.

It was tough round the manor and I did think about not doing it. I was never scared to be an individual, my mum taught me that. But that’s when me and my real boys, actively started our fuck em mindset. “it ain’t even an issue, you ain’t with me, I do my thing myself”. (Big Up PHIL, DES, GEOFF, and DAVIE)

So once I came to my senses my mindset was this. In the future are any of these people telling me not to do this job going to pay my bills for me?

NO! So Fuck em! (more on them hater… Sorry later)

So I did what I wanted to do. I did the show and enjoyed every minute of it. I still chat to Rikki and still shout him in interviews. If it wasn’t for him putting his faith in a gym instructor/wanna be actor I would not be here today. (maybe literally) I definitely wouldn’t be doing the job I’m doing.

I love the show… it was the beginning of my career, and once I realised that unless you land lord of the rings, no first job is really gonna put you where you strive to be… It was a learning experience that was the beginning of my plans.

Metrosexuality - http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0212216/

Official site http://www.noelclarkeofficial.com/noelclarke/

 NC

17th August 2010

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SPIDER-BAN

So I’m sitting in bed last night fiddling with the ipad (The machine, not anything else) I close it up, lift the covers to scooch down for the nights lie down, and there in MY bed is a spider the size of a fifty pence piece about to bite my balls. It freaked me the f*ck out. I jumped out of the bed so fast, i fell and almost ended up with my nuts in my mouth while that fucker tried to scuttle away. Now I’m not scared of spiders but the fact this one was in my bed and about to crawl up my c*ck meant i was pretty fricking angry about it. Anyway, I’m writing this to apologise to animal/arachnid lovers and the RSPCA, because i had to beat that bitch to death with my ipad I still had in my hand. I would like to apologise to apple too. Clarke 2* Creatures 0 *first victory was against a slug who nearly beat me the other day. i hate those fuckers.

28th July 2010

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TO TWEET OR NOT TO TWEET.

Why do we tweet?

This has been bugging me for a while which is partly why i stopped cold recently. Just to prove to myself that i don’t need to do it. And believe me…

I don’t.

I do it becasue i iike to engage with people who support what I do, but…

I watch other people on here using it to insult others.

I watch other people begging for followers.

I watch some people retweet every compliment they get, and it makes me sick. (i’ve never done that, i retweeted a few likes for the last film, but I did dislikes too)

Do they need that to make themselves feel good? Accept the compliment, say thanks to that person if you want, move on. I don’t need to know how great you think you are because a fan told you, They’re a fan of course they like you.

but for some boys and girls that’s common place these days. Get a grip please.

I think some people who consider them self celebs, are starting to NEED that reassurance that people like them which actually says more about them than it does the people who compliment them. People with jobs like mine HAVE to remember, we are NOT on the pedestal that some other put us on.

If you wanna come on and chill and chat rubbish about your thoughts, your day, whatever, cool. But hating on others, begging for follows, re-tweeting every compliment, or generally feeling that you are better then everyone and “spreading love to your followers” come on man.

I appreciate everyone that follows me, I really do and I’m thankful, But do i love you? do you REALLY love me? I would like to think we all respect each other until the day we prove we don’t deserve that respect.

Another person said to me the other day it’s a massive ego thing as well, that people full of self importance tweet because they want to tell everyone else what they are doing. Again this bugged me, and I analysed that in myself. Do I NEED to do that?

Nope.

Again, that’s partly why I stopped. And The week i stopped for. I didn’t even miss it and only thought about it when writing this.

So then what is it? is it just a marketing tool to sell things to people who like you, create awareness of projects?  It can be as long as that’s not all you do and spend time interacting with people or that becomes redundant and people see through it.

So basically i like twitter, and will keep tweeting becasue i want too and like too. Not becasue i need to or have too… and when I decide i don’t want to anymore or I actually stop liking it because of others or because i’m just fed up…

then i will smply…

Stop!

27th July 2010

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REVELATIONS:

I stopped tweeting recently for a week… In fact this will be one of the first few back.

It started at first because I was angry about something I still think is out of order, but I’m over that mad anger now because actually i guess it’s a testiment to what i helped facilitate over here. When what you do becomes so relevent that people feel the only way they can make good is to copy it, mock it, then i guess it’s just a case of imitation, which of course is the sincerest form of flattery.

“It’s easy to talk big talk when you think you’re about to take over the world, but the world is a big place”

Anyway. After that, the lack of tweeting became about disapline. It became about me proving to myself that actually i could do it. That I still have that thing that makes me work hard. That I can still cut things off dead if i need/want to. That i’m not compelled to retweet every compliment to make myself feel better. (which I didn’t do anyway) But I wanted to know that I still had that absolute cold switch that can switch off what i want to at a moments notice and move on to other things. And I do.

It’s a sometimes heartless thing i’ve used over the years to remain an individual and not be a sheep. it’s helped me stay focussed. Not buying to being a drunk stupid celeb falling out of clubs, with slags and ending up in papers. Or wanting or needing people to like me all the time. I actually don’t care. My real friends like me. My family like me. Most importantly. I like me. If you know you live your life well and do the right thing, it matters not what others think. The content of their character will expose everyone for what they are eventually.

So it’s that cold thing that’s got me where i am. That is the thing that mde me sit on my arse alone in a room and write kidulthood. Hard work, focus and pure hunger, The ablity to shut off distractions and bad* things that would conspire to bring me down and focus on the things that will facilitate where I want to go. *be it drink, (which i don’t really) drugs (which i never have) or people.

The problem was I got a bit soft, I got a bit friendly i got a bit emotional. I started worrying and focusing too much on helping others. And I did help a lot of people. I don’t need to name them, I know who they are, You know who they are, they know who they are.

I was always on this - “Gotta write a part for that guy, Gotta bring in that girl”. How can i help this person, how can i help that person. “yeah I’ll call that guy for you” “yeah, i’ll drag my arse round london with your scenes and get you an agent”.

Of course that didn’t/hasn’t left me a lot of time to focus on me. I wasn’t writing as much as i used to I was being loyal to others to see how i could help them.

“loyalty only works if it goes both ways”.

I’ve got a lot of writing done this week on #thetriangle scripts. Spent time with the boy and my freinds i have from school. Had a bit of realness in life instead of the madness, self preservation, hype talk, subliminal threats from peoples friends that they shouldn’t allow after all i’ve done for them, and back stabbing that is the entertainment industry.

And while I will continue to tweet because i like it. the revelation and re-realisation that I can still be as disciplined and as cold/focussed as I once was means i’m going to be doing exactly that. 

I’m not gonna talk about what i’m doing I’m just gonna get it done, and distractions both people and others, and the - “I have to help this person and that person” is going to end now. I’ll still give opportunities to people coming up if i can, but now. Nobody gets anything now unless it’s earned. And if you feel don’t need it anyway anymore, then good for you… We’ll see.

I’m not the best at anything I do, but it’s always been original, never copied stolen or even “imitated for flattery”.

I work hard and there is no reason that i should let that stop, or be distracted.

I’ve re-focused and the old me is the new me again and i’m starving.

Beware.

NC

20th July 2010

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LA BLOG!

(edited as of 22/07/10)

MAKING MOVES ON THE TRIP

So I was recently in LA for about 5 weeks and I gotta say it was another very positive trip.

I don’t ever really talk about what I do or what I’m doing until I know it’s happening, but if 20% of the things planned pan out then things will be very good. Of course that doesn’t always happen, but it’s good to know it might. I will be working hard for it to happen.

So here’s the deal, while I was away, it wasn’t really a holiday, I probably had 4-6 meetings a day for the whole 5 weeks. And actually moved agency to a bigger (not always the best move) one. But these guys are on it and are people who seem a lot more like they know what I’m about and have been tracking me a while. It was a very good move. I like them a lot.

SPARE TIME.

So what did I do in my spare time? Well I didn’t really have much, but was hanging for I bit with my boy Mark Tonderai who is directing a movie called the house at the end of the street, Starring Jennifer Lawrence, who not only may win an oscar for winters bone. But was wanted so much by X-Men first class, they moved their dates back so she could do his film first. WOW!!

Saw and had a massive breakfast with buddy Imogen Poots. She just got the lead in fright night, love that girl, she deserves that.

Chilled a bit with Alison Carroll, Former Lara croft… on her way to bigger and better.

Had a good evening dinner and chat, - a coke and a smile – (as he quotes) then went to see Toy Story 3D with Mr Aml Ameen. Ahhh This guy…

He’s doing so well. LA suits him. He was wasted here. Was the lead in KiDULTHOOD, such an important film, main part in the bill and then what? They did what they always do here. Wasted him, ignored him, and now he’s in LA making it big. Why this country does that is beyond me, but good luck to him.

I like him a lot… And I think it’s safe to say we haven’t always seen eye to eye. But a lot of that has been people in my ear and maybe his. But when we sat down at paramount and spoke two years back, we saw that. He also has a banging script I’ve tried to help with, which he has done a good job of not mentioning and bragging about like others do… so hopefully that will get made. Keep doing what you do man.

I Hung out on different days and completely coincidentally with the geniuses that are Ed Brubaker and mark Waid. (if you know comics, you will know who these guys are)

Did a QnA with the legend Neil Marshall and Axelle Carolyn for Centurion, released in August in the US,  that was a lot of fun.

Hit the gym a few times al though not as much as I should have, considering what I had just done in the weeks previous…. Watch this space.

Set about trying to optioning a comic that I love. Hopefully will get it finalised. It’s fucking awesome! Will let you know more if I do.

FAMILY

So the boy was with me for two and a bit weeks and I did manage to take him to Disney land, which he frigging loved, although he was scared of Mickey mouse when we got near. He was braver than I thought he’d be on rides though and didn’t get scred once, even on some dark rides. He had so much fun though, I had to carry him back to the car as he was konked clean out. Having a 2 year old is the best thing there is. Never imagined kids could be this great. I mean I thought it’d be great… It’s better.

WORLD CUP CURSE

I was up every morning by 4:30 am  for the first two weeks to watch football and managed to only miss 4 games of the whole tournament. I figured out that I could watch two before I headed out to meetings and one if not most of it at lunch time. I was shattered though.

At one point it seemed like I was cursed as every team I wanted to win would lose. All of them… Even when I would pretend, the team I secretly wanted to win would still lose. Luckily it stopped for the semis and 3^rd place, but it did come back in the final. Oh yeah, fuck that stupid octopus, I wanna eat it

BACK HOME

So what was happening here in UK while I was away. Well 4.3.2.1 was out. It ended up hitting just around 1million in the box office. Very nice, not bad at all, although Adulthood made 3.7million. (I don’t get that cash by the way, in case you think I’m some Charlie rich trousers) And once again, I take this moment to big up the “urban” films I know or knew people on.

BULLET BOY, KIDULTHOOD, ROLLIN WITH THE NINES, FOOTSOLIDER, LIFE N LYRICS, ADULTHOOD, SHIFTY, DEAD MAN RUNNING, ONE DAY. TERRY… coming soon

So after the 4.3.2.1 thing, consequently some people were like. AH HA he fell off,  it didn’t do as good, he’s failed… I always said that it was important to try something different and not just represent people one way or pigeon hole them or myself. And you know what, If you consider that a failure, (which I don’t) Your film did better did it? But if you do consider it that then there is only one thing to do right… Get back up.

**Edited**

Not only that, but now people I know are using the HOOD thing, and doing their own thing with it like it’s cool. I’m not gonna bad mouth anyone. But they should ask themselves if it is cool?  Really?

Not the film. The film is fine. I support the idea. I encourage you all to go do your thing, I got love for everyone I’ve worked with and they know I have. I have supported them, in public and behind the scenes on projects, with advice, hooked them up with other people who gave them work, got things done for them that I wouldn’t for other people… I want them all to succeed, get out of their area if they want and do big things, and I was gonna help them do that. but why steal my shit to do it? Is that right?

I sat on my arse when I was broke as a joke and made up the whole HOOD thing, now it’s getting used without me to make cash, and exploit people who won’t know it’s not me doing it. don’t tar me with that brush.

It’s simple you do someone else’s thing WITH them, it’s a collaboration. You do someone else’s thing WITHOUT them. It’s called stealing, or as the lawyers have been calling it… Copyright infringement. (look it up)

Can everyone remind please me not to go away for 5 weeks again.

LONDON TOWN

So I’ve been back for a week and it’s back to the grindstone. Getting the triangle scripts out the way and setting, plotting and planning a whole bunch of stuff, that as usual, may or may not happen… Thanks to all that continue to support me.

NC

(Jack of all trades, master of at least 2… Accept no imitations)

P.S. Your thirty pieces of silver are in the post.

4th July 2010

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THESE ARE MESSAGES FOR YOU…

OR ARE IF THE BOOT FITS YOU…

IF YOU GET PARANOID ONE IS ABOUT YOU, THEN IT PROBABLY IS… OR YOU’RE JUST BEING PARANOID. RELAX… THEY’RE JUST THOUGHTS… LOL

You:

Look out for me. Thanks.

You:

Worry to much and it’s really effecting your carear.

You:

Got a couple of things going on and seem to forget how you got them.

You:

Have no idea how this all works but think you do.

You:

Are so beautiful, no-one can replace you.

You:

really believe that you’re big time don’t you. we’ll see.

You:

Are the best thing i have ever been a part of in my life.

You:

Think I trust you. I don’t.

You:

Make me smile.

You:

Are everything to me:

You:

Are so talented and so young, I think you’ll go to the top of this game and i’ll support you all the way.

You:

Would sooo get it (if i wasn’t married, but i am)

You:

Hate that i’m doing alright don’t you.

You:

Are gonna get signed.

You:

Make your phone with a touch screen and i love it, but i still want buttons.

You:

Were in in adulthood and nothing else with me because you’re a bitch.

You:

love me and I love you too. Always have and always will.

You:

Are not me.

You:

Are the best.

You:

Are paranoid because you think some of these above are about you.

You:

Will get more respect if you don’t ask because if you trust me you know they’re not.

You:

are still wondering because actually you’re not trustworthy.

You:

have always been my favorite.

You:

Ruined a lot for me. Nothing i can do, except remember that you did, and wait.

You:

raised me all on your own and i love you for it.

You:

Know.

You:

Are my baby boy. I LOVE you more than anything else.

You:

Envy me

You:

Are happy for people as long as they are not doing as well as you are.

You:

Are a great friend and loyal… i love that.

You:

have hyped so much now that you CAN’T fail.

You:

Owe me money.

You:

Make the best food.

You:

are still naughty after all these years, that’s why you got me.

You:

Two are my boys from school. Real friends are the best.

You:

Are about to lose your girl. You’ve been with her so long, she’s my friend too now. Dilemma… But if…

You:

tell me to cut her off… she’s gone. (hope you won’t though, she’s cool, even though she’ll be your ex)

You:

Need to bring me some pizza.

You:

Need to eat more healthy.

You:

know i treat everyone i meet well unless they show me they don’t deserve it.

You:

I have done the most for but you now turn on me, with out ME there would be no… YOU.

10th May 2010

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HOW COME…

How Come

All kids seem to like Peppa pig? Is there a secret message in there?

How Come:

Politians believe that they can just feed us lies and we’ll accept and belive them? And then think that because they won an election we actually like them? You are the best of a bad bunch and more people vote for X-factor (unfortunately)

How Come:

We can’t change the above?

How Come:

Anyone think that an X-box is better than a PS3? Madness.

How Come:

Liverpool football club have had such a bad season?

How Come:

So many ladies let men control them when they really have the power?

How Come:

I’ve never tasted plum juice? (Do they even sell it)

How Come:

3 Mobile still have adverts when they barely have service or a network?

How come:

Toy story 3 took ten years to come out?

How Come:

That woman I see in the mornings who is so obviously recovering from cancer is always smoking when I see her?

How come:

Women can by dildos but if a man bought a fake pussy he’d be laughed out the shop? (Not from experience)

How Come:

I spot musical talent, and then 2-3-4 years later they become massive, and i don’t have a record label? hmmmm.

How Come:

I don’t find Garfield cartoon strip funny anymore?

How Come:

People take so long?

How Come:

We weren’t attacked by the xmas attempted bombing but we are the country with the X-ray scanners and no-where else?

How Come:

People lie so much?

How come:

People seem to eat better (more healthily) in other countries?

How Come:

Playstation is better than x-box (sorry x-box fans that is more of a statement than question).

How Come:

we can’t all just get along?

How Come:

They’re are so many prudes? Jeeeeez you wouldn’t be here if your dad hadn’t shagged you mum. deal with it!

How Come:

That’s how I roll?

How Come:

Dominos pizza is sssoooooooooo good?

How Come

I ran out of things to how come so quickly? Not thinking enough.

4th May 2010

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THE FAME GAME…

Lets get one thing clear right off the bat.

I ain’t changing myself for no-one, Neither should you, you don’t like the things i say/do. You know where to go. The other day someone tweeted me, after i mentioned about exchanging games in game and then seeing a TV i wanted to buy.

“I follow celebs for an insight into their lives, not to learn how they spend their money. Normal people struggle daily.”

Okay, well first off. I am normal. I grew up piss poor and i’ve done what i was taught to do. work my ass off. Am I supposed to apolgoise for working and getting paid for it.

But thinking about it more, i realised the real problem I have is the word Celeb… I’m not, never want to be, and never will be a celebrity. I’m just me.

Celebrity is a word that other people use to put people with “my kind of job” on pedestals that a lot of them don’t deserve and most of them don’t ask for. I definitely don’t want to be on one.

Another day: One woman got angry because i said I was a fan of the facebook fan page Lady Parts. It’s here by the way- http://www.facebook.com/pages/Lady-Parts/102054006504009?ref=sgm

-She said…

“My 6 year old comes on here and looks up to you, this is a disgrace… blah blah blah.”

So why in gods name is this woman letting her six year old read my tweets and whatever. I’m a grown ass man. A red blooded male, I’m not your six year olds role model. I swear like fuck (see) and you know what? it is by NO means all a women is, and I 100% agree all women should be loved and respected… but I do like lady parts… In fact I love lady parts. Mwah! Mwah! Mwah! That was the sound of me kissing lady parts… Deal with it. Am I not allowed to say that? Must I be asexual because of my job?or because she had put me on a pedestal? 

Let me break it down for you like this:

I say what i feel. I have friends and family that like that, and others who don’t. But they respect my right to do so and they love me just like everyone else has people who love them. And just like everyone else, i can annoy, get on my friends nerves sometimes and have friend group drama’s like “betty’s split with Jim” etc etc…

I can be stubborn, and loud, and right and wrong, and good and bad and angry and upset and tired and happy and human just like everyone else can. But instead of it just being family that see it it’s magnified x1000.

That of course doesn’t help by me having a twitter and all of that stuff (shameless plug www.twitter.com/noelclarke) but to be honest. i quite like having one It’s my choice.

I like interacting with the people that support me. Of course that leaves me open for the people that don’t, and want to share their lack of support and problems they have with me, to me, online. (like they would ever dare to my face)

But as much as i get annoyed at that. Sometimes it’s as annoying when people tell you to ignore it. How can you always? why should I? Remember it’s magnified x1000 and you can only take so much before you snap. Sometimes that’s what happens.

My point is. I’m just me, I don’t consider myself famous, or a celeb. I’m just me, who happens to do a job I love that puts me in front of many more people than most others get in front of. And i try to always be myself, so you see my smiles, my down moments, my triumphs and my mistakes everything. If you don’t like it. Go away. you don’t buy magazines you don’t want to read. If i don’t share it, some red top might, but I’m not just here to sell my stuff to you. I share my thoughts. i did when there was only 24 people following which was only a year ago, and i do now. 

So next time i’m exicited about buying a TV or something. It’s not bragging. Its… 

1 becasue i’ve worked for it.

2 Everyone shares excitment.

3 I try to be honest and open. Obviously you’re never told what i don’t want you to know.

If you want a “fake, safe, I’ll smile all the time and rewrite my tweet 10 times before i post to make sure i don’t offend anyone, and they still buy my shit celebrity” that you revere and worship and your 6 year old can look up too.

You won’t get that here, so deal with it or leave.

NC

29th April 2010

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A MOMENT OF CLARITY…

Now…

I love films… I love TV… I love what i do and would do it no matter what.

I love talking about films to people, espicially young people and sharing their enthusism. I’m not perfect, i’m not the best, and there is soooo much I still don’t know. Sometimes talking to people is as much of a learning expirience for me as it is for them.

So when I went to the BFI yesterday and was met with a 99% dead crowd… I was dissapointed, I was annoyed, and I got angry.

don’t get me wrong i don’t have mad dellusions of grandue. I don’t expect people to fall to their knees and start worshiping or anything even near to that, but if someone comes to see you, in the very industry that you are interested in, show some fucking interest. I could have been at home with my son having family time. I felt that, and got angry and was rude, which I shouldn’t have been and you should of course never be.

I’m not apologizing, becasue i was driven to that, by un-appreciative, non-responsive, non interested, non listening people who obviously know better than me.

It got me thinking. (yes there was a smell of burning rubber) And I had a moment of clarity. Why waste my time and talk to people that are not interested. Surely there are people who do want to talk films and acting and writing and directing that are actually passionate about learning, want to hear about my mistakes, things that were done correctly, and share their knowledge and ideas with me.

So here’s what we’re gonna do…

From now on.

I will do no more invited talks… I will organize talks and school and colleges and people that actually want to come can do that. That way, only people actually interested will turn up.

Win Win… People who think i talk shite (which i do) and people who don’t want to come never have to hear or see anything, again… ever. People that do will.

I’m also going to limit acces from people that just want to ask for jobs and do no work. People who want to get in quick…. So from today the myspace page that has been up for years will be deleted. All social networking sites run for me will be stopped except facebook and twitter… But…

I will no longer share the facebook duties and will hand that over almost completely to the guys that run it. instead of it being 50/50 it’ll be 90/10 to them and i will only post now and again.

A website will be set up where people can communcate and get news and you will only get me 100% on twitter. (blogs here)

Thank you to anyone supporting what I’m trying to do…

Lazy un appreciative people…

bye bye.

NC

17th April 2010

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THE SUN SHINES…

It’s good to have the sun shining. I can’t say I’m one of those people that ditches clothes the moment it peeps through the clouds and is laying in the parks, never have been… But it kind of reminds you that all the shit that goes on, all the bad things that we humans do to each other and the world actually are dumb because nature rules. The sun was there before us and will probably be around after us.

It’s also reminds you of those childhood days where you had no worries in the world and the summer was the absolute best time of the year, that long summer holiday off school in your own country, safer times when mum would let you stay out late.

Or maybe you’d go away somewhere nice with the family, or as you got older, with friends. I hit Disney world, 4years in a row with buddies in our 20’s… Good times. That child is not Mickey Mouse’s.

Also remember that summer musical track that kept you happy the whole time and you still think is a classic now? Will Smith, summer, summer summertime anyone?

And what about that summer romance? That girl (or guy, for those attracted to the fellas) that just absolutely had you. The one you still think about sometimes and wonder what they are doing, and if they still think about you.

Basically if you’re reading this you’re alive and have access to a computer… (or you’re not in which case I’m worried) And we should reveal in the fact we’re here again and summer is coming. Hopefully (even though it gets harder as you get older) this summer will hold some more great memories for you and the family and will be spoken about for years too come.

Enjoy it.

NC