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Friday Feeling, Lists

Friday Feeling!

Right HIYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA huns hope you’re well and have had a LOVELY OLD WEEK! Mine’s been a bit crazy, feel like I’m HERE and THERE and also EVERYWHERE at the moment! But still- here’s the stuff that’s made the world a really magnificent place to live in in the last couple of weeks! OH MY GOD THE BLOODY SUNSHINE! OH hasn’t it been GLORIOUS! My freckles are once again dancing around my face and I’ve blown the dust off my favourite  ...

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Books, Eats and Drinks, Eats and Drinks, Hobbies, Lifestyle, Music, Travel

BRISTOL

A couple of weeks ago I spotted that the sun was about to have his hat on for perhaps the final time this year, so I hopped into the car and took a jaunt west. TO BRISTOL, the land of cider and suspension bridges! AND BEAMING DOWN THAT SUN WAS! My dear old chum Charlie is lucky enough to live in a pretty little place right slap bang in the centre of Clifton, so we took a stroll down to the Observatory, hopping in and out of bookshops, charity shops and antiqueries along the way. We  ...

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Culture, London, Uncategorized

Funemployment

I’ll be honest gang. Things have been a bit bleak of late, not going the BEST way they could be. On top of it all, I only went and got WRITER’S BLOCK didn’t I, hence the silence over here at bloody hell HQ. What I thought I could do was write about how rubbish things have been and vent. But then I thought, “no-one’s going to want to read that you BLOOMING MOANING MYRTLE”, so I thought what I would do was write a piece about some nice culture things I’ve been doing recently, to remind myself  ...

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Feel-Good, London, Uncategorized

a yellow antidote to the grey

Well it’s been bleak of late hasn’t it? As I stand shivering every morning in positively BALTIC conditions at Harringay station, ready to press myself onto the 8.04 to Moorgate, folding my limbs beneath a stranger’s armpit like a disgruntled contortionist, it’s difficult to feel full of the joys of Spring. Rather than the beautiful yellow of bobbing daffodils, the colour of this particular Spring seems to be grey. And white, when that pissing snow keeps falling. Who  ...

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