From childhood’s hour I have not been As others were; I have not seen As others saw; I could not bring My passions from a common spring. From the same source I have not taken My sorrow; I could not awaken My heart to joy at the same tone; And all I loved, I loved alone. Then- in my childhood, in the dawn Of a most stormy life- was drawn From every depth of good and ill The mystery which binds me still: From the torrent, or the fountain, From the red cliff of the mountain, From the sun that round me rolled In its autumn tint of gold, From the lightning in the sky As it passed me flying by, From the thunder and the storm, And the cloud that took the form (When the rest of Heaven was blue) Of a demon in my view.
Do you know why Martin Crieff flies planes? He’s not paid or anything. He likes it. He gets off on it. The longer the flight the more he gets off and do you know what? One day just flying the plane won't be enough. One day we'll be standing round a fleet of aeroplanes and Martin Crieff will be the one who put it there.
"It's a wet February morning on the Cardiff set of Sherlock, the BBC's modern adaptation of Arthur Conan Doyle's classic. Cumberbatch, who plays Holmes, twists and shifts about in his chair. He sits on his hands. He does impromptu imitations and funny voices. His eyes jag from side to side. Mark Gatiss, who co-wrote the screenplay, says, "Oh, he's always like that. You should hear him in the car on the way back to the hotel in the evening. Does impressions of everyone. Hilarious."
Like how Harpers Bazaar claim Benedict as their own
Hollywood heavyweights Kate Winslet and Colin Firth with bring their Oscar-winning credentials to the floating city as their films Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy (also starring Bazaar boy Benedict Cumberbatch) andCarnage – directed by Roman Polanski.