With the latest terrorist tragedy in Tunisia however, ordinary Brits are looking at their holiday itineraries and realising that totally "safe" destinations are becoming increasingly scarce. So I thought I might use my vast experience in these things to help out. I'll go through some options and have a look at a couple of places that you might be considering for your next break. I'll be like the Foreign Office but... better.
The media after her death in July 2011, focussed on her alcohol and drug abuse. But they didn't mention her bulimia, nor the depression she wrestled with since she was a teen. The new documentary film on her life directed by Asif Kapadia sets the record straight, telling the tale of a brilliant woman who was plagued with self-doubt and deficient in resilience.
Mod was very often routed in class. Working class young men who wanted to look super smart when they went out at the weekend and would save for months to buy the right clothes. Add into the mix a carefully selected mix of music, a penchant for drugs to keep them dancing all night and the desire to prove they were not defined by a dreary office job - and you have a template that can be repeated whatever the year.
Cinema film classifications are essential. We need them. But 12A doesn't work. It encourages studios to dumb-down adult action movies to fit the rating; allows incorrectly classified older films to scare the pants off 10 year olds, and makes 13-year-olds believe that when you shoot someone they don't bleed, scream or writhe in agony, but just fall athletically to the floor and lie still.
I love her voice, her tantrums, and her use of words like "buxom" and "sharnt." I love how incensed, impassioned and over excited she gets about everything. I still quote her if it's too cold ("It's SOOO COOOLD") and it's impossible to ask "Who is she?" without breaking into the infamous Nikki diary room rant.