The funniest Comic Relief sketch ever: Smithy Saves Red Nose Day 2011!

No matter how many times I watch this, it doesn’t get any less funny – this is absolute comedy genius and definitely the best Comic Relief sketch ever!

It will make you cry with laughter!

Enjoy.

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Red Nose Day 2011 was amazing!

Working on Red Nose Day 2011 has been one of the highlights of my professional career; to be part of something so big, so wonderful and so much fun was an incredible experience.

Leading such a talented, diverse and dynamic team in for such an important project has been a real privilege and to see all of the hard work, sweat and tears come together so beautifully in support of the UK’s biggest night of TV and biggest fundraising event has been a joy to behold.

RND11 has been incredibly special, and the memories will stay with me for a long time to come!

Red Nose Day 2011 Campaign

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Shaving my head for Red Nose Day!

Red Nose Day 2011 was an amazing experience for all sorts of reasons – not least because I felt so privilege to be part of something so amazing – and contributing to the best Red Nose Day ever.

As well as working with my team to make sure that all of the technology ran smoothly, I also raised £1500 by offering to shave my head – I was amazed to see that so many people were interested in seeing me bald, and the money just kept rolling in.

Many thanks to those who sponsored me; here is the picture evidence for those who didn’t believe that I would do it – many thanks to Zenon Hannick for shaving it for me – in front over 100 people in the Comic Relief offices!

Picture of Marcus East with a shaved head - his fundraising activity for Red Nose Day 2011

Picture of me admiring my shaved head - my fundraising effort for Red Nose Day!

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A dodgy budget from a dodgy administration!

It’s hard to believe, but the Labour Administration in Enfield last night voted down a proposal from the Conservatives to commit to freezing Enfield’s Council Tax for another year; they should be ashamed.

Before the Election in May 2010, councillors like Ozzie Uzoanya made promises about how they would take care of the people in the East of the borough, but it is clear from their actions that they simply do not care about the hard-working people of Enfield.

Ozzie saw fit to vote down an amendment that would have given residents certainty over their household finances, but was only too happy to vote for an additional £2000 to produce leaflets for him and his colleagues. Shame.

He was so vocal before the Election, but silent now – has he been muzzled by his colleagues? Is he just making up the numbers?

The budget presented by Labour last night is a dodgy budget produced by a dodgy administration!

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Tron Legacy: My movie highlight of the year!

Rarely does a film get my super excited these days, but Disney’s ‘Tron Legacy’ (follow-up to the 1982 classic ‘Tron’) has.

Not only is it a beautiful film – watching it is like having fridge-cool moisturising eye-drops on a hot day, but the soundtrack, casting and execution are superb.

The Daft Punk soundtrack is brilliant and one of the best I have ever heard for a film.

If you haven’t seen it, go and see it. And if you have, see it again!

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What does 2011 have in store?

2010 seems to have gone incredibly quickly, and a lot happened – I got elected, made it through my first Comic Relief campaign and moved-up to Enfield to name just a few highlights!

However, I have a feeling that 2011 is going to be even more hectic and much, much busier; roll on the New Year!

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Dr Who Christmas Special: A Christmas Carol – soundtrack for my Xmas 2010

What a wonderful Christmas this has been this year – great food, great wine and great company.

The piece de resistance for me was the beautiful song sung by Katherine Jenkins in the excellent Dr Who Christmas Special – A Christmas Carol. Absolutely lovely!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qCXbE9Ky9Z4

If you didn’t get a chance to watch it today, watch it on iPlayer!

Merry Christmas!

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Marriage: A moving story that warms the heart…

A friend shared this story with me on Facebook this morning, and I found it quite moving.

I do not know if it is a true story, nor do I know who wrote it, but I wanted to share it as I think that it is beautiful…

“When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.

Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man!

That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; I had lost my heart to a lovely girl called Dew. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, 30% shares of my company and the car. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly.

Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that everyday for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.

I told Dew about my wife s divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully. My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy.

Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset.

I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office. On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on hernface, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily. Suddenly it hit me; she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head. Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mum out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life.

My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office… jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind… I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore. “,

I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office. On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily. Suddenly it hit me; she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart.

Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head. Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mum out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office… jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind… I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished. Then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other any more. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death does us apart.

Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote: “I’ll carry you out every morning until deaths do us apart”

The small details of our lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, the property, the bank balance that matters. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!

If you don’t share this, nothing will happen to you, but if you do, you just might save a marriage. Relationships are made not to exploit, not to be broken. We teach some by what we say, we teach some more by what we do but we teach most by what we are…

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My letter to the Enfield Independent seems to have upset Labour

My letter to the Enfield Independent denouncing the RMT Tube strikes

Reprint from Enfield Independent on 29 September 2010. All Rights Acknowledged.

Despite the obvious and overwhelming public opposition to the Tube strikes currently blighting London, Enfield’s Labour Council refuse to acknowledge the negative impact that they are having on our residents.

Instead of reconsidering their position, they have chosen, through Councillor Ozzie Uzoanya, to return to the tribal politics of old and try to position the dispute as class war.

He is missing the point; my concern is not with politics, but with the people of Enfield. They deserve better than a Labour administration that puts the needs of its union comrades before theirs.

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Enfield’s Labour administration puts the wishes of the Unions first and refuses to condemn the planned autumn Tube strikes!

Like many thousands of people who live in Enfield, I rely on London’s extensive public transport network to travel to work in Central London each day and I am alarmed to hear that RMT/TSSA have announced plans for more strikes on 3 October, 2 November and 28 November – the first of which suspiciously coincides with the Conservative Party conference.

RMT leader Bob Crow, scourge of hard-working Londoners

RMT leader, Bob Crow

Millions of people across London are struggling to cope with the impact of the negative financial legacy left by the last government and even the loss of a day’s income could have a disastrous effect on the household finances for some of the most vulnerable in our borough in the run-up to Christmas.

Bob Crow and the RMT have tried to trick the people of London into believing that these strikes are in the interests of public safety, but it is clear that this strategy has failed; a ComRes poll published this Monday (20 September) shows that 65% of Londoners oppose these strikes confirming overwhelming public opposition. The public are not being protected by these militant unions, but are being held to ransom by them.

In the Council meeting that took place on Wednesday 22 September, I seconded Cllr Mike Rye OBE’s proposed motion calling on the Council to write to union leaders making it clear that Enfield does not support these strikes, a motion that we hoped the Labour administration would support.

However, their close links to the unions (nearly half of the Labour members had to declare an interest for being members of unions potentially connected in some way with the strikes) ensured that our attempts were thwarted.

Whilst – after a lively debate – a compromise was reached on a motion encouraging both Transport for London and the Unions to negotiate in good faith to find a resolution, it is clear that the administration is out of touch with public opinion and minded to put their loyalty to the unions before the needs of the people of Enfield.

The fragile economic recovery engineered by the new Coalition government is under threat if we allow the union militancy that blighted much of the 1970s and 1980s to go unchecked and the Opposition group remain strongly opposed to the planned strike action, which is unjustified and unwelcome.

At the end of my speech in the chamber I implored the Labour administration to show solidarity not with the unions that support and fund them, but with the people of Enfield who elected them and who need them to operate in their best interests in these difficult economic times.

On this attempt, we were not able to convince them to put the needs of the people of Enfield before their desire to please their comrades in the unions, but I’d like to reassure our residents that we will continue to fight hard in their interests – the people of Enfield cannot afford this strike and it is pity that their council doesn’t agree.

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