These people were the best TV ever. Actually, this guy. This guy was convinced that he always knew best, that none of the producers or on-hand experts were taking his concerns seriously enough, and that he was always somehow being done out of something. And pretty much every single time, he was absolutely wrong. Three…

Oh my God, it was THE BEST. I loved those teenage girls, being totally shocked that they weren't allowed to wear makeup when they were supposed to be in the 1880s, and smuggling their lipgloss and mascara out with them, getting caught and having to get rid of it, and then getting all enterprising and making their own…

As a Brit, when I read this book, it involved a lot of yelling at E. L. James for all the times when the characters suddenly magically became British. It's not just the inconsistency and poor writing; it's that if you're going to write American characters as a non-American, in this day and age of us being constantly…

Same thing backwards! I have an American friend who always makes me laugh by coming out with random Britishisms, which sound so, so wrong when they're not in RP. I'm giggling to myself right now just thinking of, "Jolly good!" and, "Spiffing!" in a Southern Cali accent.

Oh my God, I'm such an idiot: the petting zoo is at Coram's Fields, not Lincoln's Inn Fields. Sorry. Brainfart.

It would have been so much better if she'd just said that!

I have no idea what Scarlett Johansson's talking about there, so I'm going to assume that just the very thought of Chris Hemsworth scrambled her brain and made her come out with whatever the hell that was. Or possibly scrambled my brain. Or both. Or whatever.

Have you seen the goats in the petting zoo at Lincoln's Inn Fields? They have a little mini paddock for them out of the back of their barn/stable/house/thing which faces onto the street, and in spring and summer when they let the goats out, the goats sit by the fence and look supremely indifferent whenever anyone…

The first concert I ever went to was a Blink-182 show, in Nottingham, with my best friend when we were 15. It was 2004 and we didn't know any better. And you know what? It was awesome. We felt like such little rebels, going around at school for the next two days with tinnitus. I had no idea how expensive gig…

A lot of mileyage, maybe?

Oh, God. We don't need another Indiana Jones movie. We do, however, need a Marion movie about whatever she got up to with her dad and by herself before Raiders of the Lost Ark.

On behalf of my friend, I'M SO SORRY. This sorry episode was unfortunately swiftly followed by another of my friends talking about someone who'd recently had a baby, and saying, "Well, at least she got married before she had a kid."

It's so jarring when you actually hear it being used, too! I grew up in an incredibly white, semi-rural area, and although it's changed a lot in the past few years, there was not a whole lot of diversity around, which my family has always found weird/amusing, as we moved from London. Anyway, only last year, a bunch of…

I'm really glad you put this here, because after watching that trailer, I'm in mourning for Robb Stark's gorgeous curls and fuzz. Prince Charming MY ARSE.

Yep. Poor baby is the victim here. Although I guess she can always change her name when she's older, that's still years of being saddled with it.

You're welcome:

I hate that I know this, but I read somewhere that Kim Kardashian said that she named her poor child North West because Anna Wintour was all like (paraphrasing, obvs), "So I heard rumours that you're thinking of calling the baby North? You should totally do that!" Because obviously, she knew that they would. When I…

Funny tangential US/UK differences story: last year I went out to Egypt to work on a project, did a night flight, didn't sleep, and pretty much immediately came down with a horrifically bad cold. My American roommate had just got over a cold herself, and generously handed over the remains of her medications. However,…

Well, who knows? Either way, I have a great friend. I mean, I still can't work out what colour his eyes are, but I'm over it.

Haha! Now that would be creepy! Not so far, though.