There is no red gold. There is no perfect man. Traditional Chinese proverb

Well, unless you count Simon Pegg, obviously. I've just finished watching Shaun of the Dead. I've seen it before, but I always forget how much it makes me laugh and I have the girliest crush on Simon Pegg. Actually, I quite fancy Nick Frost, too, come to think of it. Childish but true. If anyone reading hasn't seen the series Spaced then you should. Email me and I'll let you borrow it and everything.

Big news tonight, it's THINK PINK's release day so there are now no further excuses for not having a copy. Truly. Huge congratulations to the ever inspirational Lisa Clark, too, who is far too good at making a whole world of hard work look effortless, and manages to inspire so many others at the same time. You have to buy a copy, because although you're welcome to borrow my Spaced, my Think Pink copy is not going to leave my bag. If you need any more convincing (and I'm not sure why you should!) then check out the new Think Pink website, which has just had a delicious makeover.

A couple of poems tonight for some New Year inspiration. These are courtesy of the wonderful poets, of course, but the first is also, indirectly, down to G, who gave me a desk calendar called Poetry Speaks. It features a different poem every day and is one of my New Year favourite things. For someone who claims not to be too comfortable with the whole New Year thing, I seem to be thinking about it an awful lot.

haiku
(written from Peking)

let me wear the day
well so when it reaches you
you will enjoy it

Sonia Sanchez

The second poem of the day is by contrast, heavier on the mind. I haven't reproduced it here as it is a trifle too long, but if you have the inclination or the mood for a beautiful piece of writing, please have a look at Matthew Arnold's Dover Beach.

Did I mention that you should be ordering a copy of Think Pink by now?