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David and Rob are such geeky fanboys I cannot even.

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David Mitchell Interview

David Mitchell: Me & my money

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Comedian and actor David Mitchell, 33, is half of award-winning partnership Mitchell and Webb, and has been on Have I Got News For You, QI and Mock The Week.

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David Mitchell finds tipping embarrassing

He is also a team captain on the new series of Would I Lie To You? on BBC1 this Friday. He lives with a flatmate in North-West London.


The job was a dogsbody-cum-proofreader and general office person for Oxford University Press the year before I went to college. I was paid £4.50 an hour which I thought was pretty good.

I was working a 35-hour week, so I took home a colossal £157.50 a week. It wasn’t until about 1998 that I matched this phenomenal salary again.

I was still living at home then, so I felt curiously minted - though my mother rather meanly started charging me £20 a week rent. But this was for full-board and lodging, which was obviously a good deal.

I said to her: ‘If I didn’t give you £20 a week, would you turf me out?’ She said no, so I thought: ‘Why am I giving you £20 a week?’


I bought my first, only and current home in 2001 for £179,000. It’s a small flat in Kilburn. I’ve no idea how much it’s worth today.


I haven’t really made any investments myself, though I do have a financial adviser who made a load of investments for me that I don’t follow.

It’s money I don’t intend to touch for ten years so, you know, it’ll be ahead by then. Won’t it?

In terms of what the investments are, I believe they’re in arms and drugs. Actually, I don’t know. My adviser rings me every now and then - a lot more than I ring him - so I’m sure it’ll be fine in the long run.

Practically speaking, I did buy a pair of headphones that broke the next day. That was a pretty appalling investment, but they were only £6.50 so I wasn’t heartbroken. But I did think: ‘I blame lazy Chinese children.’


One debit card and one credit card, which I pay off in full every month. I don’t have any store cards or loyalty cards. When I’m at a till and somebody wants me to fill in a form for a card I think: ‘By even mentioning this card all you are saying is that there is even more of a mark-up on your goods than I already thought there was. So just shut up.’


I prefer cards, although I like to carry some cash because you feel like you can cope with any situation - such as being mugged. I always try to have about £50 in my pocket just for convenience, really.


I’ve put a bit into a retirement fund. It’s an acronym of some sort. It might be a thing called a Sipp. I think it stands for Self-Invested Pension Plan. I don’t make any regular payments into it, though. I’ve put a lump sum into it and I might put another lump sum into it in a few years.


I’ve bought a quite expensive dinner suit, as I have to go to loads of events. I bought one for £500 rather than £250, but I suspect more money has been spent on clothes in the history of humanity.

I once bought a mobile phone for £200 rather than the free

upgrade just because I really fancied it. It was effectively £200 for nothing as the phone I would have got for free instead did the same things.

But I wanted its shiny neatness that day. It was nice phone, but I did feel stupid.


I find tipping very embarrassing and I just try to tip whatever the calculated amount is. I wish it were just included in the price.

I think a lot of British people feel embarrassed about tipping. It’s like saying: ‘I now give you, my man, an extra bit of money on top of the money I actually owe because to me money is nothing, and yet for you, this pound may transform your life.’

In terms of specifics, there’s never been anything outlandish. And because I don’t think I’ve ever paid more than £300 for a meal, we’re probably talking 12.5% of that, so really £37.50 is probably as high as it’s ever gone. Big spender.


In total or per hour? In total, the TV work, but, per hour, definitely the Apple advert.

We got a lot of stick for doing the Apple commercial, but I can’t see the problem. It’s just what a lot of actors do and it’s not like Apple are producing baby-killing machines. They’re a respectable company. What’s the big deal?

Read more: http://www.thisismoney.co.uk/money/meandmymoney/article-1637165/David-Mitchell-Me—money.html#ixzz1qouqXZ47

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New (purple) David Mitchell wallpaper.

New (purple) David Mitchell wallpaper.

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Another gif.

Another gif.

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You’d have two billion of these birds. They were just the most extraordinary sight in nature, probably.DavidSo they’re shitting whole hills.StephenYes, absolutely. Can you imagine?DavidGet caught under that and you are dead.

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You’d have two billion of these birds. They were just the most extraordinary sight in nature, probably.

So they’re shitting whole hills.

Yes, absolutely. Can you imagine?

Get caught under that and you are dead.

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Here are some scans of David’s Observer interview to go with his new column.

Note: The text might be a bit blurry at first, it’s because the images take a few seconds to load.


The Observer, Sunday 18 March 2012

Parents’ groups were shocked last week to discover what the Guides have been getting up to. That’s not a set-up for an off-colour St Trinian’s-style joke from an era when people took a more relaxed attitude to paedophilia. I’m talking about Girlguiding UK’s officially sanctioned activities. Instead of lighting fires and tying knots, today’s Guides are eschewing arson and bondage in favour of giving each other makeovers and massages, and talking about celebrities. Such pastimes, with names like “Parties, Chocolate and Showtime”, “Passion 4 Fashion” and “Glamorama”, can even count towards badges – the Scouts’ and Guides’ time-honoured currency of achievement.

As the nation’s womanhood polarises into anorexia and obesity – a minority miserably struggling to emulate the unattainable and bizarre bodies of catwalk models, and a majority defeatedly guzzling McFlurries in loose-fitting clothing, unable to express their aspirations other than by getting their toddlers’ ears pierced – this is surely the last thing we need. Guide patrols are supposed to be fresh air-loving paramilitary groups, not weird self-pampering prepubescent hen parties, throwing their childhoods away learning feminine wiles. They should, as Margaret Morrissey of Parents Outloud puts it: “get dirty, look scruffy and do anything they want”. As long as what they want is to get dirty, look scruffy and sing round a camp fire, rather than get a facial and bitch about Adele.

What is the world coming to? First, that shooting spree in Afghanistan and now this. If we’re going to put a stop to our 150-year experiment in protecting the innocence of British childhood, we’d be better off sending the kids back up chimneys and into factories rather than letting them give each other boob jobs. At least child labour contributes to the economy. All this objectification of girls only pushes up the sales of blusher and leads to more teen pregnancies. The same sort of twisted precocity once made Lancastrian cotton competitive. In China, they use it to make iPhones.

So you won’t catch me questioning the justification for getting cross of all the people who got cross. Still, you can’t deny that putting on makeup is a skill most women will use more often than starting a fire without matches. I’m a sort of man and even I’ve needed to apply lipstick on more occasions than I’ve had to light an outdoor fire, tie anything more complicated than a shoelace or recognise a songbird from the colour of its shit. Isn’t Girlguiding UK just responding to the realities of the modern world?

I never joined the Scouts. Growing up in 1980s suburbia, I was convinced that fresh air and the outdoors were dated concepts. Tron provided proof. Soon such things will be obsolete, I thought, as I played Froggeron my BBC micro while simultaneously watching Metal Mickey – an early example of multi-screening. But had the activities on offer seemed more relevant, I might have been tempted to don a woggle and try for my dot-matrix printer maintenance badge.

Here are some other activities that the movement should encourage in order to prepare kids for a less wholesome world.

Texting while you’re supposed to be talking to someone in real life

It is very rude, we can all agree, to be constantly texting when you’re supposed to be socialising in “meatspace”. On the other hand, when you receive a text message, it’s often preferable to read it and reply immediately rather than continue listening to the droning of someone who happens to be physically present. People call this hypocrisy, when in fact it’s just caring more about your own feelings than another person’s; that’s something we’re evolved to do.

The Guides could resolve this apparent contradiction by teaching kids to text by feel. The message-sending hand could dangle covertly beneath the pub table while sympathetic eye contact is maintained with the real world companion throughout their anecdote about builders/divorce/a friend who won’t stop texting.

Stopping someone sitting next to you on a coach or train

Only a psychopath would happily stretch out over a double seat while someone else has to stand. But only a saint doesn’t mind losing their own luxurious double seat before other people. Clearly, the optimal path is for the empty seat next to you to be the last to go. The trick here is to look like you might possibly be a maniac, but not to the extent of attracting wider attention. In terms of a lifetime of travelling convenience, learning these techniques has got to be a higher priority than fording streams.

Suppression of the awareness

Our society has a new scourge: awareness raisers. We are surrounded by people, organisations, companies and charities desperate to raise our awareness of whatever they’re concerned with. But if we become intensely aware of everything, comparatively speaking we’re no more aware of anything. We’re just hyper-aware – paranoid, terrified, our heads buzzing with issues that don’t concern us directly. We need to be schooled, from an early age, in obliviousness – in being able metaphorically to stick our heads in the sand. The relevant badge could have a picture of an ostrich on it.

Always having a pen

"Be prepared!" But how is this state of preparedness to be maintained? We live in an environment of apparent pen plenty – they’re given away as freebies, left lying around, found down the back of sofas. This is all designed by a malevolent God to lull us into a false sense of security that can leave us penless in a crisis. The myth that you can ever have the right amount of pens is key to this problem: in truth, you’ve always either got none or too many.

The trick therefore is to steal pens. Not from shops, I hasten to add, but from each other. Never use your own pen when you can borrow one and neglect to return it. In any circumstances where pens are left lying around, snaffle a fistful. Only when boxes and rooms in your house are filled with unwanted Biros, can you have any confidence that you’ll have a pen when you need one.

Online abuse

No young person should go out into the world without a robust schooling in both ignoring and hurling online abuse. In the fraught ecosystem of the web, the demoralising effect on your rivals of anonymous bile may give you a vital competitive edge, as may an ability to ignore their retaliatory insults. Just as Scouts of old could forage and survive in the forest, the cyber-Scouts of the future must learn to be ruthless predators in the online jungle.

Source: http://www.guardian.co.uk/commentisfree/2012/mar/18/guides-skills-modern-world-david-mitchell

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I finally got my t-shirt! Yay!! 

I finally got my t-shirt! Yay!! 

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I’m off to celebrate my Birthday!  I think it’s my Birthday? Might not be… I hate getting old. *checks calendar* Yeah, I’m good. 

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