In Issue nine of proper you may have read that I’m seriously getting into graphics novels though not the babyish ones about men with pizzas for faces, more the factual based, war/Victorian serial killer type content.
Is Shropshire the new Ibiza? No. But then again when I decided to spend a week there, with my 14 week old daughter and a limited budget, the last thing I wanted or needed was seven days of bpms and bandanas. They do still wear them over there right?
We caught up with our generation’s foremost philosopher and talented author Alain De Botton, to see just why on earth he’s written a (fascinating) book studying people doing what they tend to do for the majority of their adult lives, working.
If you’re like me & you don’t just resemble Ollie Reed but you often find yourself feeling like him, then I’m sure you’d welcome all advice (however pathetic/dangerous/morally wrong it is) on how to get rid of them, so here’s my advice.
When our mate Lee posted a link to this video on our forum back in March the responses were emphatic. “The best thing I have ever seen” was one. “That is fucking ace” was another. Unfortunately we didn’t have a website to share it with you all at that point and since then the world and his wife has been trying to decipher the lyrics while trying not to tap their Clarks wearing feet to the tune.
I recently realised my photobucket account contained several hundred images, most of which were photos of clothes or shoes I’d sold. So, slightly inspired by the ace oneupmanship blog amongst others, I thought it’d be an interesting twist on the ‘recent pickups’ style posts but instead of things I’ve recently bought I’d post about things I’ve long since sold.
Who seriously drinks Carling these days? Why would you? It is to beer what Henley t-shirts are to fashion and James Corden is to comedy. Yes, that’s right we’re well snobbish. To try and get to the root of this we decided to see what the Campaign for Real Ale had to say about it.
Richard Gill is the foremost retailer of vintage clothing in Manchester. Having occupied various retail spaces around the Northern Quarter of the city over a ten year period,…
Who’d have thought it, eh? 21 years since the first summer of love gave us acid house and put rhythmic 4/4 music from Chicago onto the nation’s dancefloors (with a little bit of Ibizan europop chucked in for good measure).