Tuesday, 2 July 2013

Homerrrrrrrr

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Got the shout out from one of our South Yorks bros for a Homer Simpson impression. This was the best one could do with an extreme hangover and a Scotch egg in hand...

There ain't no rain in Spain


It's probably not surprising that when you hit the big 3-0 you get more invites to weddings than you do to raves. But getting hitched is going off big time this year with invites, stag dos, hen dos and the like all raining down like the proverbial cats and dogs. Which is no bad thing don't get me wrong. Does it mean in 18 months time we should expect a deluge of sprogs? Is this how it works? I'm guessing so...

Anyhoo Spain was our port of call for the first wedding bash of 2013. We landed on the Tuesday at Malaga airport, then spent the next five days really taking advantage of Nerja's generous provision for heavy drinkers and heavy smokers.

We did both pretty much continually via hot tubs, tuna salads, BBQs, sweetcorn, taxi rides, dog fish, and jumping into chilly pools. Props and thanks to the bride and groom (now husband and wife Andy and Kirsty) cos it was a total treat. In the heat. Here's a selection of images to prove that yes we did leave the country and didn't just spend the six days hibernating in the nearest Wetherspoons with data roaming switched off the phones.

Flight rider

The snoring man

Our eyes were drawn to the EUR2 bit

The first of about a gazillion

San Miguel butties. Not, as I thought, beer sandwiches

The view - the tuna

That's a big fucking bill

The wedding bash - awwww

Lobster to start

Pork for afters

Our table proved to be the most creative when it came to drawing something romantic

The groom with Jimmy Saville as a yoot - look at that tracksuit

Absent chums

A shitload of cats chilling oot.

The 'notorious' Tooty Fruit square

The view from the back of the 2 EUR a pint joint...

Boar off

Want/Need

Chic @The Kentish Town Forum


We went to go and see Chic play at London's Kentish Town Forum the other week as part of the Red Bull Music Academy's takeover of anything which has a music muscle in its body. The show was a weird one, mainly due to the glorious time we'd had at the Warehouse Project a couple of years back when we'd travelled up to Manchester to see them. Nile Rodgers, the band's mainman, is on the brink of being everywhere and props to him for getting this far. He's staved a crippingly huge drug habit, then cancer to stay at the top of his game - but there was summat about this live outing which fell a bit flat. No matter - check the full review either via the link to the Hyponik website or below in all its glory...

Hyponik Chic review RBMA X Lovebox present Chic

Chic locked in

Arthur Baker wanders on stage looking very much an old man


The big DC