Forget the martinis. Ian Fleming's novels reveal a surprising secret about James Bond: his obsession with eggs. We crack open every reference in the original Ian Fleming James Bond novels to see how 007 likes his.
After the release of Casino Royale many people we wondering what type of training Daniel Craig (DC) had done to get into shape for the part of 007. People looked at his physique and thought 'I want to do what he did'.
I am quite lucky that my occupation allows me to travel quite a bit and on my last business trip to New York City I decided to spend a few minutes of my work day focusing on James Bond.
I can only imagine the look of horror on the manager that approves Bond's expense account. Travel, food and gambling aside his clothes and accessories alone would have warranted him getting terminated from any known corporation.
The plane banks sharply as we begin our decent and the flight attendant lets us know it is last call. As I finish my martini I mentally organize myself for the travels ahead, the first leg in a week long business trip.
In the second of a three part series for Inside Time (the National Newspaper for Prisoners), Matthew Williams' super-hero James Bond, serving seven years for manslaughter and abandoned by the Ministry, finds himself in Full Sutton facing an uncomfo
For any of you chaps that have ever watched Oprah (oh, just admit it!), you may have noticed the debut of that terrifying phenomenon, metrosexualism. Cue crash of lightning and ominous roll of thunder.
The click clacketing of the computer resounded through the small room. Nervously, he looked up from the screen to peer out of the office window into the bustling hallway, already filled with people.
In the final part of his series for Inside Time (the National Newspaper for Prisoners), Matthew Williams' super-hero James Bond, having survived the rigours of Belmarsh and Full Sutton, now samples the delights of Wakefield and Long Lartin before e
It's 1964 and I am 9 years old. It's a sunny, Saturday afternoon and I am at the Victoria Theater in downtown Tamaqua with my best friend, Bert. Bert is one of those kids who can't stop moving.
