#bbc3

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Ok, finished I Kissed a Girl.

Watched the reunion ep too.

WTF PRIYA?! Leave the Massaria then marry someone *else*? Wow.

Also, love that Meg and Lailah got together. And Alisha/Abbie still together wasn't what I expected but bravo to them!

I hope Amy is happy. (Love a ginger lady. 🥰)

Will probs watch if there's another season with the ladies. :)

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MY CULTURAL FIRSTS

Louise Brealey: My first kiss with Sherlock’s Benedict Cumberbatch

The actor and writer on taking acid at her first gig, meeting Michael Caine – and the moment she knew the BBC detective drama was going to be huge

Louise Brealey

LEO STAAR

Jake Helm

Sunday November 12 2023, 12.13am GMT, The Sunday Times

First concert I went to

I would like to say an unknown band called Blur in a tiny tent at Reading in 1994, but I accidentally took my first and very much last acid tab off an apprentice plumber called Tony from Swansea and watched the The on the big stage instead. It was all fine until the music started to creep up from the grass right up my legs and I was surrounded by terrifying gargoyles.

First pop-inspired fashion trends I adopted

I’m afraid I was a relentlessly unfashionable child. I was a square and listened to 10cc I’m Not in Love and The Eagles’ Desperado on repeat. I did love Robert Smith [from the Cure] but I didn’t wear enormous jumpers until my twenties.

First time I realised the BBC drama Sherlock was going to be a huge hit

The read-through was electric, which is not normal. Usually, it’s nerve-jangling because everyone is terrified they’re going to be sacked. A few weeks later I was watching the scene where Benedict first stuck his head round the lab door and said to Martin Freeman: “The name is Sherlock Holmes and the address is 221b Baker Street.” And I thought, yes it is. But really, I realised it was going to be huge when I was on early Twitter and the show went off. When Sherlock kissed [my character] Molly I got 60,000 followers in an hour.

Louise Brealey as Molly Hooper, right, and the cast of Sherlock

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First TV show I enjoyed

Like everyone at school I was obsessed by Jim’ll Fix It. I put two letters into one envelope to double my chances. One was to ask to meet John Travolta because I’d seen him star in The Boy in the Plastic Bubble, a film in which he plays this kid that can’t step outside a little plastic tent or he’ll die. The other was asking to meet the pop star Paul Young — I figured I had a better chance with him because he was from Luton. At least I didn’t do what my brother did and write to Jimmy Savile to ask to meet Rolf Harris.

First film I saw at the cinema

The first film I saw on my own at the pictures was Stand by Me at The Point in Milton Keynes. I had seen River Phoenix in the video for Ben E King’s single on Top of the Pops and was utterly love-struck. That was it. River was the only one for me. I still think River was the great acting talent of his generation.

First time I cried at the cinema

Watership Down. That was actually the first film I saw at the cinema. At the Palace in Wellingborough, when I was five or six. It was the first time I had any clue that creatures die. I was very affected by it — I called my next rabbit Bright Eyes.

First actor I admired

Joan Greenwood in Kind Hearts and Coronets. She was the single most beautiful woman I’d ever seen — and I was fascinated by her voice. I also loved Richard Burton’s voice, mainly because he narrated The War of the Worlds, my dad’s favourite album. I wanted to marry Richard Burton so I could listen to him all day long.

First thing I did to embody my new character Deb in Such Brave Girls

I started with her voice. I wanted to use the Northamptonshire accent. It’s the land of my birth and how my whole family talks except for me because I was a scholarship kid at a posh school, and I’ve never worked in it before. And then the clothes — Deb is obsessed with being feminine, so with her costumes it’s often about the cleavage. I think of her as a wily street rat in dangly earrings.

First famous person I met

I didn’t meet anyone famous until my first proper job, which was as a film journalist. The most exciting thing to happen was to go to a film set and sit in Michael Caine’s trailer. He asked: “Would you like to marry me?” I blushed and started stammering at him. And then he politely pushed a little dish of Murray Mints in my direction and I realised that he’d actually said: “Would you like a Murray Mint?”

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PIPRAVI IS HERE.

i am SCREAMING. considering i am horrendously sick with a throat infection, this says something.

we have our pipravi. welcome to my rant.

ill start off with emma myers. I never watched wendesday when it was trending, but the things i have heard about her acting and her personality off screen make it hard for me to doubt anything. all her hair needs to do is grow out, and i will be crying on the floor every single episode.

zain iqbal. since he's a newcomer, there's nothing really about him so i don't have much to say except that i have no doubt he will bring my bae ravi to life <3

THANK YOU HOLLY i love you holly you are my life force

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I just think everyone should watch Wreck on BBC 3.

It has everything. Queer ppl being messy as fuck but also found family. Murder. A cruise ship. Hatred of rich ppl. A duck who does the murdering. The mafia. And more.

And it is actually getting a second season.

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We got any Val stans here?

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BBC Three's Wreck on DVD.

For folks into gay horror and physical media.

😁🏳️‍🌈🦆🔪🛳️📀

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Aidan Turner🎨Dante Gabriel Rossetti

Lovesight

Dante Gabriel Rossetti (1828–1882)

When do I see thee most, beloved one?

When in the light the spirits of mine eyes

Before thy face, their altar, solemnize

The worship of that Love through thee made known?

Or when in the dusk hours, (we two alone,)

Close-kissed and eloquent of still replies

Thy twilight-hidden glimmering visage lies,

And my soul only sees thy soul its own?

O love, my love! if I no more should see

Thyself, nor on the earth the shadow of thee,

Nor image of thine eyes in any spring,—

How then should sound upon Life’s darkening slope

The ground-whirl of the perished leaves of Hope,

The wind of Death’s imperishable wing?

Quand'è ch'io meglio ti vedo, mio amato?

Quando nella luce gli spiriti dei miei occhi

dinanzi al tuo volto, loro altare, celebrano

il culto di dell'Amore che grazie a te si rivela,

o quando nelle ore del tramonto, noi due soli,

baciato forte ed eloquente nel muto rispondere,

il tuo volto traluce nell'ombra del crepuscolo e solo la mia anima vede la tua come sua?

Oh amore, amore mio!

Dovessi io non vedere più te

o neanche, in terra, l'ombra di te,

né il riflesso dei tuoi occhi in una fonte,

come suonerebbe,

per l'oscuro pendio della vita,

il turbinìo delle perse foglie di speranza,

l'aliare dell'imperitura ala di morte?