• "On Valentine’s Day, 1980, a couple of weeks shy of my 15th birthday, I saw my first “X” film. The visceral Philip Kaufman remake of Invasion Of The Bodysnatchers, I didn’t have to sneak in through a held-open fire door, wear a false moustache or lower my voice an octave, as per underage tradition. I paid £1 to see it, legally, projected onto a modest screen before an auditorium of arranged plastic chairs at Northampton College of Further Education’s Arts Centre, courtesy of their members-only Film Society." And so begins a lovely, charming article by Andrew Collins, about the battle for his soul (between film and punk-rock), and how, as an earnest sixteen-year-old, you get to see movies. I did this fifteen years later, with a bit less punk rock, and replacing the NCFE Film Club with a VHS recorder and Moviedrome – but it all rings very familiar. Spot-on.
  • "My guess is that you, dear reader, either like bananas or you love them. I love them. I’ve gone through three or four or more in a day, and rare is the day that I go without one. Whether you like them or love them, my guess is you’d be sad to see bananas disappear from your grocer’s shelves. This is entirely possible; in fact, a shortage of bananas, or a significant increase in their price, is virtually guaranteed." Some fascinating stuff on the state of bananas today.