Broadway Market: Mass Exodus
The Atmosphere: SO two months / three years / a decade ago The Discussion: Tedious Conclusions: None What have we learned?: Absolutely nothing
Field Day Stragglers - Reader Submission
The Place: Field Day 2010, Victoria Park, Hackney. The Flavour: Vanilla. (Thanks to ‘Oliverft’)
Clapton Stragglers 18082010
Location: Best In Groceries, Clapton E5 Vibe: Allegedly organic
Broadway Market Stragglers 16082010 #2
Location: Near The Film Shop, Broadway Market Aroma: The deadening stench of pretentiousness
Broadway Market Stragglers 16082010 #1
Location: L’eau à la Bouche, Broadway Market Atmosphere: Frosty
Broadway Market Stragglers
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Broadway Market / Field Day Patrol 310710
The time: Between midday and 10pm, Saturday 31st July, 2010 The place: Broadway Market / Victoria Park Field Day Festival The weather: Changeable The people: 93% cunty * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * CONCLUSION: Broadway Market - STILL INFECTED Victoria Park - SINGULAR ONE DAY ANEURYSM CAUSED BY MASS INFLUX OF BERKS
Broadway Market Patrol 170710
The time: Between 2pm and 4pm, Saturday 17th July 2010 The place: Broadway Market, E8 The weather: Clement The people: Insufferable * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * CONCLUSION - Broadway Market, E8: STILL INFECTED
Hipster Casualty 100710
Saturday morning, bright and early. You barely slept because of the cunts a couple of doors down having a party till 4am. You could barely hear the dawn chorus as they were all whooping along to Wiggle It by 2 In a Room from the 90s - because there’s a 90s revival, if you hadn’t heard, even if the 90s was only about HALF A FUCKING HOUR ago. FOUR AM! Four o clock in the fucking...
In what universe...
… is it ok to have a house-party on a residential road, where people are packed in sardine-like, some elderly, some infant and some weekend-workers? Not to mention the ill, or the recently bereaved, or the neurotic, or anyone else. It’s not alright in any universe. So why the fuck are around 150 hipster cunts busying themselves with being loud, obnoxious, pretentious, paradoxically...