Music today is mostly shite, I’m sure we all agree. Rarely do we come across an act that gives us that glimmer of hope, and Zoo Kid is one of them.
Can you believe he’s only 16?
Check out more of Zoo Kid here.
So it was Friday the 13th this Friday past, and guess what?
“At precisely 13:13, a boy aged 13 was seen by the St John Ambulance team at Lowestoft Seafront Air Festival in Suffolk after he was struck by lightning, a spokesman said.
The boy suffered a minor burn and was taken to James Paget Hospital, where he is expected to make a full recovery.”
What are the odds?!
Only in the UK can these things happen. As barmy as they are (or in this case, as barmy as the things that happen to them are), you gotta love the Brits, I always say!
Read more, here.
I don’t care what people say, but this has got to be the
best scone I’ve ever eaten in my entire life!
Where you say? In Bath, UK. Their hand-made scones are deviously armed with clotted cream and jam and have the ability to kill you and bring you to tastebud heaven. Resistance is futile as soon as you peel through the warm golden crust to reveal its soft fluffy centre. You’d slowly render yourself powerless as the taste of freshly baked scones rushes through your senses like a gushing river. And then you wonder, “Am I dead? Am I alive? Who cares, again! AGAIN!”
Personally, after paying 5 quid for this afternoon tea set (tea of your choice and BEST SCONE EVER), I finally realised why the English rave about scones and tea all throughout history. I am now a convert.
The place is called Hands of Bath Tea Room and can be found at:
1 Abbey Street
How does one
stay in the UK, receive these yummy mailers and not feel the urge to splurge senselessly on clothes that you suddenly think you need?
Bah! Humbug… wrong season, doesn’t matter. LE SIGH.
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