Made in 2009, The Disappearance of Alice Creed is a tense psychosocial thriller centring on the abduction of a young heiress and her two kidnappers in a run-down flat in a high rise block somewhere in London. Written and Directed by J Blakeson, starring three talented British actors, Martin Compston,(True North, Red Road, Tickets) Eddie Marsan (Happy Go Lucky, Gangs of New York, Sherlock Holmes) and Gemma Arterton (Tamara Drew, Clash of the Titans, RocknRolla).

Acorn Media UK has released six episodes of the hugely successful BBC's TV show Dixon of Dock Green. Prior to becoming a TV series, PC George Dixon (Jack Warner) was a character in an Ealing Film, The Blue Lamp (1950), where Dixon was shot and killed by the distressed and naïve criminal Tom Riley (Dirk Bogarde). Dixon was a kind hearted and conscientious copper, patrolling the streets of Paddington London, and just about to retire from the police force, before his murder. A subplot used by Hollywood many times. It was paramount that the British public had warmed to Dixon and his demonstrative ways. Yet he was shrewd and did not suffer fools gladly. Hence his own TV show with a move to East London; which ran from 1955 to 1976.

I am sat in the garden at Revolver in Holland Park waiting for Scorcher to arrive. He walks in through the gate joshing loudly with one of his friends. His energetic personality shakes the garden, but it comes with bundles of fun and some significant charm. He beams out a smile like an affable lighthouse. It's a smile that should be sent to war zones to broker peace. His striking presence in the garden, -tall, muscular, perfect skin and deeply thoughtful eyes, chatty and engaging, lucid and thoughtful. And he's so down-to-earth that within seconds you forget you're in the presence of a great actor and rapper.

Ghost hunting has become quite a popular hobby over the past few years. So I went up to the North to an isolated cottage in North Northumberland, to meet 'The Psychic Biker' Paul Green and Historian, researcher and Ghost Hunter Stephen Lambert. I arrived just after midday and, for fun decided to leave my car at the bottom of the lane and walk up to the Cottage, ducking and diving between branches and plants, because I did not want Paul or Stephen to know I was arriving.

Essex 1967, the careers officer raises his eye brows at the school boy, as he searches for the right words so he doesn't hurt the kid's feelings, "An actor, that's what you want to do as a job when you leave school? ". The blonde school boy with a small frame and short in height, nods with no enthusiasm. Since he yearned to become an actor, he has grown accustomed to the mocking, a disguise for jealously and envy. His peers recite lines from Shakespeare, which, most of the time, are misquoted. In fact the ridicules have hardened him. As living on a council estate in Essex has made him tough. He knew how to handle the lads,