Martin Freeman | Who Do You Think You Are?

#eternal crying

Reblogging because of this from a recent interview Martin gave:

His parents divorced when he was 1 and he lived mostly with his father, a naval officer, until his sudden death from a heart attack when Freeman was 10. “At the time, I probably tried to brush my dad’s death under the carpet. I didn’t want people to feel sorry for me. I was small, I was pretty sickly and asthmatic; people already went ‘little Martin’. But when I was 17 or 18, I realized that losing a parent is a big deal. It was devastating in a way that I was unable to acknowledge at the time.” His eyes tear up. “Sometimes I wonder if I heard his voice now, would it be the same as it is my memory?




I can only assume that what photographer Porsupah Ree captured here are binkying bunnies. A binky is a playful and happy expression made by a rabbit in which it jumps in the air and twists its body around in a convulsive fashion.

Actually, it looks like they’re trying to establish territory. Rabbits are fiercely territorial, and on the campus where I used to take classes, there was a lot of them.

They’d charge at each other, jump 3 or more feet into the air whilst spinning around, run away, and repeat. This could go on for minutes at a time.



martinthehunkyhobbit replied to your post: “Welp, guess I need to change my Hobbit spoiler tags. Again. What…”:
I was really sad about it and I’ve cheered up a bit since. I still want to rant but we’ve got Fargo now and Richard III in the summer— this mess can wait and I need…