I will never buy a Nokia mobile phone again. For years I have purchased their phones and felt disappointment. Is that it? Is a common response I have had after opening the wrapping and switching it on.

Out of all my Nokia phones I have bought down the years I have only truly been satisfied once. If Nokia was a woman I would have left her years ago. For some reason however the brand has been with me longer than any women.

The advertising campaigns; the promises that this phone is better than the predecessors; the lies, in the end it’s the same story. I’m left wondering how I once again was duped into buying this faulty nonsense.

I now draw the line. My Nokia n96 will be that last in a long line of mobile phone disgraces that I have bought.

Initially the phone was brilliant. 5 Meg’ camera, 8 gig’ memory, all the latest phone features. I was in bliss until the common faults that haunt all Nokia’s appeared. The phone began switching off, charging when it wanted to, deleting numbers and the old Nokia favourite "unable to connect call".

I shouldn’t really blame Nokia though. It’s common knowledge that they release terrible ‘phones. It’s the individuals fault for buying it. I should actually be congratulating Nokia; they’ve been selling rubbish for years and managed to stay at the top of the mobile phone industry.

My next phone will most likely be an iPhone or a model similar to that. I’ve had an iPod for years and they don’t seem to break like a Nokia, so it’s worth the gamble.

Maybe if more people woke up and boycotted Nokia they might start releasing products that worked, in an attempt to win back customers. At the moment the fat and fed executives at the top don’t care what they sell as long as it sells. Goodbye Nokia.

You are the winner of Big Brother 2009, you’re on the front of gossip magazines, you release a music single and then you vanish. This is the average story in today’s celebrity culture.

Gone are the days where celebrities were famous for a talent. Now we’re celebs if we marry or kiss someone well-known.

Why are Carly Zucker and co. celebrities? With no exceptional talents how are these people famous? More importantly who is keeping these people famous?

Think about this next time you read the daily tabloids and you’ll soon realise. The celebrity culture is growing because the media are fuelling it.

Celebrities have always been focal points of society. Movie and sports stars appear to be super-human and the common man has always been interested. In recent years the common man has become the celebrity, sparking a new obsession. We now feel closer to celebrities and want to know more.

Personally I don’t care who wins Big Brother but I am slightly interested in true celebrities. Hollywood actors and successful musicians are worthy of intense interest in my eyes. To me these celebrities still have a certain aura that draws people to them.

The saddest thing about this new celebrity culture is the affect it is having on society. Young people believe that they can be ‘stars’ by following in the footsteps of these Mickey mouse celebs.

Kids have gone from wanting to be good at acting to wanting to be famous. They don’t care what they are famous for as long as they are famous. This obsession with fame is unhealthy and destructive, giving kids worthless aims.

This celebrity fad sells papers and magazines, so it isn’t going anywhere soon. With people’s lives currently being affected by the credit crunch, looking into the lavish world of celebrities acts as escapism.

I’d rather escape into a good a novel but if a story about Peter Andre’s cat is what excites you, then you’ve probably stopped reading this and grabbed the latest issue of OK magazine.

This is the novel adaptation I've been waiting for. A book which was banned when it was first released, called blasphemous by the public and the only to come from the pen of Oscar Wilde.

The Picture of Dorian Gray is an unusual gothic tale of love, hedonism, sexuality, drug abuse and magic. How is this movie adaptation going to be released with a 12 guidance rating?

Either the people certifying the film were drunk when they watched it or the film will miss out the dark topics which made the novel ground breaking. I'm worried that it may be the latter.

Ben Barnes has been cast to play Dorian Gray, a choice I personally like. The choice of director is a gamble, as Oliver Parker's previous films have been teenager pop films like St. Trinians. Parker has to move away from the light bubblegum genre he is accustomed to if this film is to be successful.

The films direction is my main concern. The only way it will be wrecked is by the certificate and/or the director. Ben Barnes should thrive in this role. Dorian offers so many different personalities; this could be a career defining role.

The trailers look very action-packed which hints at what type of direction the film is going in. I'm struggling to remember any Hollywood style fight scenes in Oscar Wilde's original text.

I'll watch this film with an open mind. Many of the intended audience haven’t read the novel and will only know so much about Dorian Gray. I accept that, but I won't accept a ‘Dragonball Evolution’ type of botch job from Oliver Parker.

This is my most anticipated film of the year and will be release on 09/09/09. I hope I won't be calling 999 after watching it.

England defeated Australia at the Oval to reclaim the Ashes. The result marks a positive step forward for the team after a poor winter in the Caribbean.

Throughout the series there have been ups and downs and the overall result was in doubt even last night.

The Ashes is always special but this series had the added spice of being Andrew Flintoff's last. For a generation Flintoff has been the stand-out player for England, with match winning performances and a common touch that has captured the hearts of the nation. When he announced his retirement from Test cricket at the tender age of 30, many eyebrows were raised. Flintoff though hasn't played consistently for England since 2005 and the injuries have taken their toll on his body.

For the Australians this series was important. They were beaten by South Africa in the winter and with the stars of yester-year now gone their position as number one side in the world was under threat.

Both sides have found stars for the future. Marcus North, Stuart Broad and Jonathon Trott all showed that they will be around for a long time. Disappointments for both sides have been the veterans. Mike Hussey and Steve Harmison's days of playing test cricket may be over.

The ability to win the key moments is what has separated the two sides. England won pivotal moments and Australia didn't. Australia is rebuilding and I'm sure this team will be strong. England however has the opportunity to dominate world cricket for the next few years. After all they've won this series without Pietersen and a number 3 batsman.

Next for England is a tough series against the newly crowned world number one side South Africa. This will be a stern test but one that England has the ability to overcome.

All the superlatives have been said, all the puns using his surname have been exhausted, but Usain Bolt doesn't stop.

Growing up as a Black male in London I've been subjected to racism. Not the levels my parents or grandparents had to endure, but still a degree. The most interesting brushes I've had with racism have come from my own people.

My early teenage years consisted of me listening to Hip-Hop and Rap music. It was the music that was cool to my generation. Even my dress sense followed the culture from baggy jeans to T-shirts that look more like tents. This lifestyle was me until I was liberated by University. My music taste expanded and my clothes started to fit me. It was whilst listening to my new music taste that I first experienced racism from my own kind.

A few summers ago I got on a bus. I was greeted with laughs from a group of young Black adults. I thought to myself it must be a personal joke, I looked like someone they found amusing or something. After ten more minutes on the bus the laughs and sniggers were still in full flight. I wondered to myself how funny this joke could be. Mustering up courage I asked the men what they found amusing? "Your music is gay, you aint black," was my answer. Stunned, I put my music back in my ears and tried to understand what I had just heard.

When did the music you listen to depict your skin colour? I was in shock at what I had just been told. Looking back I sometimes wish I could have argued their ridiculous comment instead of freezing. It was a point in my life which gave me deep dislike for closed minds.

As I further changed my style so did the comments of certain members of the younger Black community. A pattern began to form, I realised that if you didn't listen to hip-hop and you were Black you were viewed as odd. It hit me, many of the Black youths who frowned at me saw being a colour as how you act.