This Christmas I got a DAB radio from my parents so that I can finally listen to my favourite radio station on something other than my laptop. So the swirling rumours in the ether of its possible closure have been doing me no good and this morning  waking to the today programme -sorry i’m a traitor, need my news fix in the morning. I was horrified to hear of the story in the Times that 6 Music, BBC Asian Network and parts of the BBC website were to be cut in the strategic review. I can only hope this is Murdoch messing with us.

Although I hate it, I can get the logic behind cutting 6 Music and BBC Asian Network- not enough listenership- more on which later. But the BBC Website idea seems entirely without logic. To most people it is the BBC. This is where I’m hoping that the whole rumour is scaremongering from the Murdoch clan, it would fit in nicely with their war on online content.

Now onto the cutting of innocent radio stations. Yes they have less listeners than other but;

1. The BBC is a public broadcaster- it really doesn’t have to be quite so fussed about this – and if this is a problem why not actually promote it a bit more.

2. 6 Music is great… Asian Network may be too…

3. It’s a digital station and not all that many people have DAB radios, and listening to the radio on your TV or laptop just isn’t the same. As we are eventually all meant to be switching to Digital can’t we let 6 Music live until it is at least on the same playing field as the other BBC radio stations.

4. You can’t cut it when Adam and Joe are away, that’s like you’re parents moving when you leave home and not telling you where they’ve gone!

5. It isn’t the same as Radio 2 or Radio 1 for that matter- and the similar parts of R1 and R2 are on at night, which is fine, but if you want to listen to musical programming in the daytime, which oddly enough many do,  this is an issue.

OK Rant over for now.

p.s don’t scrap Mad Men

Please, Thank You.


Yesterday was my fourth day at Hot Tin Roof and I got myself some bona fide results. I phoned in a story to PR Week and The Drum and look where I got coverage!

Look at the Lovely PR Week Coverage!

And of course the lovely folks at The Drum;

I think the moral of this story is that the media really like seafood!

Apart from this success, what else have I been up to, I hear you ask?!

Well I and the rest of my flat have embraced the Winter Olympics in all of its weirdness. Personal favourites are the Curling (preferably womens, did you know they have a naked curlers calender?!) and the chaos masquerading as a sport that is the Ski Cross. As Britain don’t exactly flourish at the ski-ing events we used a system of picking colours, randomly generated for each turn by the very scientific method of pulling out different coloured trivial pursuit pieces from a cup. I won due to a lucky streak of picking 4 reds in a row and most of Sam’s picks crashing out spectacularly!

Twestival plans are… well a bit stuck at the moment, but bits and pieces are coming together… and we’re meeting up again on Sunday to hold a state of the union!

Or as my friend Matt tweeted, actually a sign that the devil’s 1000 reign is ending?

We may mock, but I think I may actually miss them, they were an excellent recourse when there was nothing on, now we only have repeats of QI on dave to keep us going as we flick in desperation, who on earth has comedy central? Well quite possibly lots of people, but it isn’t on freeview and I’m far too poor to be splashing out on Sky. I’m also dubious about what they’re going to replace it with, according to Channel 4’s spokesman the slots will be filled with new UK shows and US imports but will they be able to afford them. They’re saving money by not renewing the Friends contract but will that cover the cost of several new US imports?

In other  news, I have a job, sort of….well I get to wear office clothes and go to an office. It’s some work experience/internship with hottinroof who are a small PR firm in Edinburgh, I’m really looking forward to getting back on the horse and sharpening up my red hot PR skillz!

I had another opportunity to show of those ‘wicked rad skillz’ at my interview for DADA today, which was the most fun I’ve ever had in an interview. Highlights include flying frisbees, a bidding war for a ‘hey jimmy’ cap and an excellent suggestion of a wrestlers mask as a way to avoid charity muggers.

I’m going to be helping organise the EdTwestival Gloal this year, anyone wanting to help or donate raffle prizes etc please contact; me, @hilaryjanegray; Victoria Raimes, @vraimes or Kate Trussler, @katetrussler . It’s being held on 25th March and we’ll be raising money for Concern worldwide for more info:

Today I went to an interview where I was asked about this blog so  I thought maybe I should actually update it once in a while!

So what have I been doing since October? I started an internship and consequently finished said internship at Profile Plus in Leith, handily located just across the Shore from me. I learnt a lot about how a leisure and lifestyle PR agency works, phoned up an awful lot of magazines to get free copies, put together reports and fought with the photocopier amongst other things.

Had a wonderful WHITE Christmas (snow that is, rather than BNP sponsored), although it was starting to melt by the actual day. Spent New Years Eve in London Town, hit my head on someones knee whilst being dipped, which made for a good excuse for why I had a headache the next day! I also had the fun experience of waiting in St Pancras for 2 hours waiting for the first train, it was a post apocalyptic scene as people huddled together for warmth and lying on the floor of Costa and Starbucks in a vain attempt to stay out of the wind.

Once back in Edinburgh I got the post Christmas lurgie and spent a week or two moping around and sniffling, which wasn’t all that productive. So I got back on the horse started applying for jobs like a demon and going to the gym to give my day some structure.

I’m going to sign off now and move onto a new post for what’s happened in the last week or so, or I will ramble on for longer than is even slightly excusable.

So my Mum came to visit last weekend which was lovely, although not so much a gastronomic feast as I had been hoping for as she refused to take me to any of the three michelin starred restaurants within spitting distance of our flat! I feel that as an only child I should be spoilt significantly more than this- I mean I didn’t even get a pony as a child!

However some non Michelin level but still damn good meals were enjoyed and we also went to go and see Julie & Julia which has me thinking of trying a similar project with the works of Elizabeth David – although maybe not as intense. If you do’t know Julia Child is sort of the American Delia/Elizabeth David, the icon of cookery for a country and Julie is a blogger who made it her mission to cook every meal in her ‘mastering the art of french cooking’ book in a year and write about it – more details here and her current blog here

I started at Profile Plus this week. So far pretty good – mostly PR admin stuff but it’s really good to be doing something again, hoping i’ll get to do some slightly more exciting stuff to do soon. Good to start getting to know a different set of clients and see how a different office works also I can see my flat from work, which is useful if I want to spot burglars!

Twitter has been in major crusading mode this week – and seems to be acting as a branch of the Guardian- I really fail to see why my lefty flatmates don’t like it- it’s like a socialist utopia. Anyway there was the Trafigura Carter-Ruck debacle of early in the week- which has just been brought to the wider public by a lovely Ian Hislop rant on HIGNFY . Biggest backfire of the week. Then today we have the Jan Moir article- which i’m not going to link to as I don’t want to give the Mail any-more hits- but which I have read Mr Dacre. Instead here is Charlie Brooker’s excellent riposte- which is far better than anything I could write

Anyway, I bid you adieu right now as I  have run out of coherent thoughts

Thought i’d forgotten all about you, didn’t you? Well you’d have been right! I would use the excuse of busy-ness but that would be patently untrue.

So update on my world – We’ve had Sam’s birthday, good birthday meal at the Raj and then went to Sofi’s which is lovely- the barmaid gave Sam jazzies – those chocolate drops with hundreds and thousands on- with a candle on them.

On the Saturday night Sam, Scott, Suzi and I went out to Vegas, and I danced the night away – largely manically and by myself as the others laughed at me and rested their tired little feet. I think I’d quite happily go there every night.

And of course I went to the Isle of Man for Graham’s confirmation and mini Gray family reunion. Largely went well, although the Bishop of Liverpool seems to be an idiot. He really didn’t know how to speak to his audience, kept going on about the relics of St Therese of Lisaux, which I very much doubt will ever make it to the Island and far too many tales about how wonderful Scousers are. Then of course there was the usual Gray family sniping at each other, which I largely find funny, I find a sense of perspective and a wry look at what on earth everyone is arguing about makes it almost entertaining!

We also had the honour of not only seeing but eating in the best kitchen in the world… i’m serious, it was like a work of art, well actually the entire house was, but even amongst that splendour it stood out. Explored some bits of the Island that I don’t think i’d been to before, well my parents definately hadn’t but considering the two weeks I spent there aged 11 and 12 I may have been and forgotten- after all I am a Gray, we cannot be relied upon regarding memory.

I also managed to get far too drunk, note to self- don’t try to keep pace with Katie, it’s bad for your liver. Nasty hangover the next day- think I may have managed to be the laughing stock of the Island- and I managed to get very slightly sunburnt whilst lying on a bemch in Rosemarie’s garden.

I’ve got a job interview/ informal chat in the morning so I’d better get to beddy byes.

I’ve left posting for a couple of days, partly due to laziness, but also due to a lack of things to write. Hopefully I have now garnered enough info from my life and the world around me to write.

Regarding myself, I haven’t been up to anything majorly exciting. We had a Flat meal on Saturday and drank an awful lot of beer, lidl is a bad, bad place. But a good time was had by all, and we watched the final episodes of the housewives of NJ, which included the memorable quote, ‘he’s so ugly he’s cute, like Yoda!’.

Sunday witnessed the inevitable capitulation of Great Britain in the Davis Cup. Andy Murray is taking the opportunity to get out and I can’t say I blame him.

I’ve been working yesterday and Monday. I was hoping to get to write a press release but it wasn’t to be, however there are positive sounds about getting to write one tomorrow, fingers crossed. Spent most of yesterday sorting out coverage and today filing the last 3 months worth of newspapers- did also manage to find some from 2006.

I regard to the world around me I can’t say i’m particularly chuffed at the Lib Dems for backing down on tuition fees and becoming the Tories lite- I agree with Polly that this was there chance to claim the left of centre. grr.

Hopeful about the Chinese emissions promises, unsure if they’re trying to bite the bullet and promise something before they are forced into something stronger at Copenhagen, but then again, who would really be forcing them? However one thing’s for sure, they’ve stolen Obama’ s thunder.

The Belgians are coming… sadly not an invasion, although I’d quite like to see that, they’ve been invaded enough and you never know it may give them some unity. What I’m really talking about of course is the all conquering return of Kim Clijsters and now the promised return of Justine Henin, womens tennis is back!

so far i’ve had a weekend of very little consequence, the highlight of which was Scott pretending to beat up Sam to entertain/ worry our nosy neighbours. The police haven’t visited yet, so i am concluding that they don’t care about domestic violence!

unsurprisingly i’m sitting in front of the telly watching the Davis Cup, we’re a set down and i just witnessed the most feeble and middle class mexican wave of my life! ooh they’ve broken and we’ve won the second set. live blogging here people!

Watched the final episode of the housewives of NJ, which wasn’t actually the final episode, as there is the obligatory reunion episode and the ‘lost footage’. A phrase more commonly heard in reference to lost cuts of stanley kubrick films rather than a series by Bravo.

Our excursion to Ocean Terminal guilded some success for me, although I think I drove Sam very close to madness and we failed to buy beer, which is now our project for today.

In other news we all failed to get stuck to our seats by Derren Brown but maybe that was because we we’re watching it on channel 4+1 due to the far more enticing Strictly Come Dancing, consensus view was they were all fairly bad except Becca from Hollyoaks and as much as I like Alesha she’s not much of a judge.

We are now entering day three of me attempting and failing to go and get a new bus pass.

I’m going to blast off into the world of blogging with an account of a day in the life… this is no ordinary day, this a mundane day!

As I’m working PT at Niche Works, I have Fridays off, which means i’ve already wasted half a day. I have exciting plans to go to Ocean Terminal later and buy a suit style jacket, currently watching the Davis Cup tennis, Murray’s a set up, and I hope that by Sunday I won’t be writing about how they threw a lead away! They’re playing the Proclaimers over the speakers, seems slightly odd that sitting in the heart of Proclaimers land I’m having the Proclaimers piped to me via Liverpool.

I’m going to leave it at that now… which I am fully aware isn’t much, but if I don’t leave my laptop and go and do something there will be nothing to write ever!

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