BRADLEY'S BIRTHDAY/ JR's LEAVING PHOTOGRAPHIC EXTRAVAGANZA

HEEEEEEEEEEEEY, what a weekend. im only just recovering today. here are pictures of whats been going on. im eating a chip sandwich and listening to arctic monkeys second album right now.


i put out an open invitation for someone to meet me and go for a mcdonalds on facebook last tuesday. ben met my offer and we went and did just that. it was really nice, ive not had one in ages, and had a proper craving.



the sky was like this at about 6 oclock on tuesday. it came on really quick, look at the streetlights, even they were too slow.



remember in my last post i mentioned the polish hang out? this is the remains they leave on the daily at that one spot.

went to see toy story again with my little sister on wednesday. shit that film is so good. look at disney pixar's last three: up, toy story 3 and wall e, three really really good films.

got my shipment of fluff. because i ordered that much they gave me a little free american chocolate bar. it was fucking shit.

9 original flavour, 2 strawbs and 1 raspberry.

***BRADLEYS BIRTHDAY***

thats right, bradley turned 21. i know what your thinking... so what? but think about it. he will never turn 21 again, so its literally a once in a lifetime event. so statistically, its more of a big deal than fucking halleys commit or a solar eclipse.

remember ameet from school? he was this lad who was mental into cars. he was on some bus stop advert for leicester college. the advert said "after successfully completing his course, ameet aims to work for ferrari."

john wasnt fucking around. no work in the morning meant jeigerbombs and snakebite and blacks for starters.

this guy was on his own on the walkabout dance floor going crazy.

it got to a point in the night where it was just literally wicked-land hands in every photo.

you know in a club it sometimes goes really quiet in between songs? bradley was stood next to this girl and on that quiet bit he said "your roots need doing, you bitch" and then the next song started before she had time to realise what just happened.

a joint effort by dan and katie.

the new rip off scheme with SLR toting photographers is not just to put the flicks on facebook, its to get pissed up guys like john to buy keyrings of your photos. genius.

queue an unreal walk home. me, john and jr pissed out of our little heads. we are all really looking forward to the expendables.

it was half past 5. and light. this is not normal for me. normally, i try to get to bed while its still dark, because ive normally got work at 7.30. but because we were out on a thursday night and not a friday, it was mental time.

john twoked a bag of metro's and we spent the wall home throwing them through open windows, posting them, giving them to drivers at traffic lights ect ect. john even chased a milk float and got it on the back, it was a really heroic but pointless low in all of our lives.

when we went into mcdonalds, there was no-one there, so me aka CrAzY LiL GrUbB the nutjob madhead jumped behind the counter to serve us lot. FUCKING MAAAAAD AINT I

food again, the next afternoon aaron came over to visit and after talking about music and watching compilations of pique on youtube i made us both these delicious sandwiches.

my little sister works in the fish market on the cheese and ham stall. so every now and then she will bring me some nice treats. she did just that wednesday night, and got me loads of cheese, ham, sausages and bacon. all really nice stuff, not pumped full of shit.

i made me and aaron these mexican sausage, bacon and chilli cheese toasted sandwiches with a bit of brown sauce. good doesnt even come into it, they were a fucking dream. imagine eating that still slightly pissed and really hungover. i fucking love eating animals. meat meat meat.

***JR's FINAL NIGHT IN LEICESTER***

this was a really fun but sad occasion. jr (who im sure if you are a regular reader, know of) is going back to america for good. he came here 4 years ago to study, and we shown him full english breakfasts and the true meaning of teenage pregnancies.

the lads were out in good numbers to see him off.

we all went to peri peri before hand for a really chilling, nice paced munch. jr had not had it yet, and really enjoyed it. he got a grilled chicken. the salads look so so good dont they? i love veg too.

we went to firebug and drank alot. there were loads of people turning up, a really big group of us.

aaron was well well drunk, it was wicked. he took my hat and done that thing where you put your ears outside your hoodie.

parker shown up like "WHERE THE FUCK IS MY AMERICAN PUSSY TO FUCK!?", jack* had to jump in to split it up, it was all getting a bit heated. the fight between jr and parker is not going to happen now.

R.I.P junior sangha 1989 - 2010.

weekends are mental in town in this country arent they? i would love to go to just an average part of france or italy and see how the youths enjoy saturday nights.

me and aaron walked to maryland on the way home. i shown this guy the video below and he wanted me to bluetooth it to him. i got him to give me this picture and i wrote down the address for this website.



at work on saturday morning, i saw this ugly, massive strawberry. to be honest, its probably how food should look innit? not a super model strawberry.

i was chilling for a bit after work with jimlad, blake, john and patrick*.

we went to a shop that didnt have the best grammer.

that night we tried the other flavours of fluff, strawberry and raspberry. i read on the internet that they were not that good, but they are both really really nice. i like the raspberry more.

its happened. booker is now stocking mountain dew. i saw it, and felt like a facist 50's taxi driver
seeing a black man just walking down the street. i knew in my head a shouldnt be angry but i was confused and suprised to see it sat on the shelf next to relentless.

football on sunday was fun, we just had a little kick about on fullhurst field. here are some photographs from that.

that evening, a few of us went to watch jimlad and that lot play down goals. blake was knackered. we then stayed on and had a five a side match in one of the cages. it should have cost us £55. we paid £0.

cheers for reading, ill post something up soon. cheers!

MICHAEL'S MIDNIGHT EXERCISE PLAN

hey people, how are you all? things have been going on this week in my life, here are photographs with some writing.


i went into that wilkinsons round the corner, the narborough road one and got a really horrible weird feeling. the ceiling is really low, the isle's are too close together and there are far too many staff on hand. ive got to go there in a bit.


i went for a few drinks on tuesday, nothing mental. here are john and liam* discussing something important.

my fluff come, and if you are a regular reader im sure you have seen ive been enjoying very much.

i went to the cinema wednesday night with john and bradley to see toy story 3. it was so so good and very emotional. brilliant though, and 3d is so 3 dimensional!

jake is a wickedland nosebleed warrior, with face paint and everything.

i went to darryls last thursday night to work on some vocals for a new boy kid cloud mixtape. i think the plan is for the release to coincide with the launch of a new night in leicester, sort of like a promo thing.

has anybody seen get him to the greek with the furry walls? in the sound booth at the studio of darryls house there are furry walls, and they are so good to rub. i must have posted pictures of them before.

i made steak sandwiches for me and aaron for lunch one day last week too. cheese, peppered steaks with tomato and red pepper chutney. WOOOOOOW

this is the lead singer of slipknot. he has changed a bit hasnt he?

we tried fluff on toast for the first time. we were not disappointed. prettty gooooood.

seen this on my way to work the other morning. news that im sure has shocked the nation. naaaaaart. why not just come out straight after x factor? its not even a thing anymore is it?

donnay was on the forklift at work on saturday, he was a first timer and i was his banksman. it was hard work but he killed it, dropping pallets all over the whole warehouse maaaaan.

i took in some fluff for jake and keiran to try. they both really liked it and wanted some from the order i got in.

billy is working at booker full time now. this is a photo of him on his fag break. i was going for like when i footballer joins a new team and they have a photo with the kit on, but in this instance the scarf is the kit too.

saturday was the launch of these furrows single "without manner". it was a brilliant start to the night, there was alot of people there and they played really well.

we seen these two pictures in the max speilmann window on the way round to walkabout from firebug. firstly, this lad must feel rough, im sure he is just some guy from round leicester, can you imagine how embarrassing it would be to have this up in the street where everyone can see it?

and then secondly, this picture of this baby girl. i didnt know whether this was ok to photograph, but then max pointed out that its already in a far more public domain than my blog, so its fine. the baby had some weird, horrible dark red/brown stain on her nappy. you would think they would at least photoshopped it out or change her nappy before or even not put the picture up in the fucking shop window where everyone can see it?

by now everyone was well on their way to being pissed of their heads.

on saturday nights a wickedland 'W' stands for work for brad. and that it was. people were getting ejected, female regulars were giving bradley hugs, it looked like a fun way to earn a wage.

john and steven* were well on it.

their was a guy on a podium dancing doing like rodeo moves and stuff, pointing at people on the floor. alcohol is a strange thing isnt it? constantly makes you do things you wouldnt dream of doing sober but you insist on going back to it.

speaking of which, with the meeting of jimlad and blake the night went up a gear when jimlad called jagerbombs all round.

this was the beginning of the end of the night.

** MICHAELS MIDNIGHT EXERCISE PLAN **

on the way from walkabout to superfly john, ben and myself met michael in town hall square. when we arrived he was leaning forward, doing repetitions that looked like he was picking up something up over and over again. we sat and spoke to him for around ten minutes, and he explained (in a very well spoken accent) about nutrition, how cheese and the lard in pork pies will clog your arteries and you will die. we had a little exercise with him and then left.

he said the exercise worked your lower back and abs. it was more just like a shite ineffective stretch.

girls can do anything they like on nights out. zero rules.

jimlad had a drink spilled on his back by someone.

we were drunk out of our heads walking home and it was that late even maryland didnt want to know. brilliant night. i fell off my bike drunk on the way to work the next morning. work was so horrible.

seen loads of friends vhs's fly tipped round the corner near where the polish hang out on the corner of narbs. i thought if only i was a car booter 5 years ago, i could be making a packet.

working on some pop stuff yesterday with darryl. feeling good good good good good.

got a fucking raw banana from the coop. it pisses me off. i dont know anyone that likes green bananas. if the whole world of banana selling just went a day behind with stocking, deliveries and everything, there would constantly be nice yellow bananas on sale rather than green shit that you try to peep and the skin just rips into bits. i ended up having to peel this shit like a fucking orange.

on the way up to football last night this guy was at the lights drinking a coffee and talking on his phone. you cannot do that. ive seen people jamming on the phone before and although its not ideal, you can get away with it if you are a good driver, sure ive seen people supping drinks, and again its do-able. both at the same time? fuck off mate, chuck him in the loony bin because he is menkul!

i was rescanning the freeview last night and this come up. i begged sky sports 1 & 2 worked, but they didnt. also, we lost dave. its a good job its shit anyway.

thanks for reading, ill post some photos tommorow.

*name changed to hide identity of individual.

FLUFF MANIA

just lost out on a hat on ebay, so by means consolation ive just spent nearly £40.00 on fluff. fluff is slowly ruining my life with its thick whiteness. on the plus side i spent so much i get next working day delivery freeeeeee. FLUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF

FLUFFFFFFFF

i first saw fluff about two weeks ago, and spent a whole day really trying to figure out whats it would be like. i went home and bought some from the internet and a few days later it had travelled the pond and was on my doorstep. this is genuinely my first reaction. delicious stuff.

RED BIROOOOOOOO*

Heeeeeeeeey, i hope people actually look at this. often i think its just me and a couple of my mates. its pure effort if thats what it is. loooool. cheers for looking, ill be back with something soon.