IRON MAIDEN PARTY

Last friday, Rich, James and I drove upto chelsea to go to a sweet party at JUJU BAR. It was pretty darn good, and I think this is due to the fact that our friends, Brit and Tash (who were throwing the party), have a father who is in a certain band called IRON MAIDEN, so the bar was completely free and the booze was flowing.
After walking from Kensington South for about 20 mins, we finally arrived at JUJU BAR, where we were then escorted downstairs. We were greeted with around 150 drunk young people, and promptly made our way to the bar. We were qeueing for about 10 mins, so by the time we got there we decided to get rounds of 3 or 4 in, then our friend Steve arrived :)
So, the usually thing went down; drinking, talking, laughing, meeting babes. Then, I decided to go to the toilet.

After pissing one off, I moved over to the sink, where a small man in a suit turned the tap on for me, then offered me "Soap?", to which I obliged. So he squirted soap into my hand and then I washed them. He then turned the tap off for me and offered me a "Hand towel?", to which I also obliged. After seeing that my hands were still damp, he offered me "Another hand towel?", so I accepted. After he put my hand towels in the bin for me, he pointed to the end of the sinks and said "Lollipop?". I thought this was a great gesture, so I picked one up, said "thanks" and started to walk out. The small man was furious and said "HEY! NO MONEY? YOU GOT NO MONEY?" to which I said "No, sorry". So he commanded "PUT THE LOLLIPOP BACK!"
I found the whole experience quite awkward.

After a bit more boozing, the party ended, so we went outside, said goodbye to the people getting into a stretch Hummer, and commenced out 4 mile walk to The UCL Halls. On the way, we passed several ab so lute ly SMASHED people, and got pictures with them (they were asleep on the street). We then got some noodles and finally arrived at Steve's room, where we slept on the floor with no bedding.


We woke up at 8am and started driving home. On the way, we stopped at a garage so I could get some delicious vodka, then we picked Cat Head (Chris Eyles) up on the way. Later that day, and after some drinking, we decided to try out IKEA. It was over-rated.

I took some photos today.

Some of my friends have formed a new band and they booked their first practice in Southampton today. They asked me to come along and take some pictures, so I did.




They haven't recorded anything yet, but please head over to their myspace and chuck them an add. It's good music for sure, real epic.

http://www.myspace.com/mirrorsuk

These guys have the right idea!

WWW.MYSPACE.COM/THESHOESMUSIK

sweet.

Here's that Ski Video I said I would make...

Morzine 2009 - Shredding Mt. Doom! from Jack Bowden

I hope you like it! Making this has made me miss the place more. It's so calm when you're on the chair-lifts and the breeze is coming through your goggles. Makes everything so unimportant, as if there's not a care in the world.

Iphones... pretty coinsimental

So I just DLed this app on my Iphone called iBlogger. I swear to you, these phones are amazing. I think the final addition of this app to my iPhone has confirmed that I could not only live, but live comfortably, so long as I had food, water, clothes, shelter, companionship (the 5 basic human needs), and my IPhone. Out.

[Posted with iBlogger from my iPhone]

This is the type of thing I want to film:

If only it was an ideal world...

Hey. Got one of these today...

pretty happy with it...

Shredding Mt. Doom!

Yooo, I should probably get my act together when it comes to this blogging malarchy. so since I last did anything on here, me, rich and jimmy have been shredding in Morzine. On the 10th Jan we got a lift to Bournemouth airport, which reminded me of the toilets at Reading festival. So make - shift. Once we were there, we bought breakfast for about £12 each and browsed duty free - we considered buying a load of fags to sell to our friends for extortionate prices, but then we though "nahh". We got our 1 - and - a - bit hour flight and when we arrived in Geneva we had to share a taxi with some strangers... it was pretty intimate :(.
half way through the journey from geneva to morzine, i had to call a woman who spoke NO english and try my best to ask her to meet us at the apartment to give us the keys. i originally envisioned this to be a quiet conversation at the back of the taxi, but when i had the strangers shouting at me from the front of the minibus, telling me that i was saying it all wrong, i realised that my plan hadn't gone correctly.
so, we got to the apartment and decided to trek to the shop for some tasties. not before wrapping up warm (it was around -10 degrees). after walking for about half an hour, we found outselves outside the ski hire shop, so we decided to get our equiptment so that we could ski straight away the next morning. after commensing our return to the apartment, we found the supermarket, where we were happy to find 24 beers for 4 euros. as you can imagine, we all stocked up. this is where a fatal error was made on richs part. james and i only bought beer, whereas rich also purchased food. as soon as we started walking it was clear that rich was struggling with carrying his skiis, food and beer. eventually he was out of site and me and james heartlessly kept walking. after arriving in our warm apartment, we cracked open some beers and forgot about rich. id say about 40 mins on, there was a knock at the door, and there was rich, sweating like a beaver and wearing only a vest at -10. he'd obviously had quite a work - out. i went outside to help him with his goods and it turned out that he ended up stealing 2 shopping trollies (didnt have a euro to separate them) and running down the icy road with his stuff in the trollies. excellent.
anyway, the rest of the holiday consisted of
1) accidentally skiing down a long road, thinking it was a ski peist.
2) learning to backflip
3) doing some gnarly drops in the woods
4) talking to a 75 year old north london GEEZ for several hours
5) drinking beer
6) listening to itunes
7) fighting
8) eating horrid cheese
9) laughing at jimmy falling of ski lifts
10) laughing at rich skiing through rope barriers
11) petting our stray dog

cant wait to go again next year!

Snowboarding in Morzine!

P.s -
I've just realised it's only one sweet week until Rich, Jimmy and me fly out to Morzine for some gnarly Alpine action! Looking forward to it soooo much!

New year etc...

Well, I haven't been on here in ages, and since it's the beginning of a new year I fancied getting into it.

31-12-08
After gathering at my house, Jimmy, Steve, Rich, Chloe, Misli, Chris, Maisie, Dan and me finally found something to do for new year's eve. We drove upto Epsom, where an acquaintance of ours was having a shit 'ot house party. We met Danielle and Alice and cruised up in a three car convoy. Me, Maisie, Steve and Misli were listening to an epic drum and bass album. I'm not sure what the others were playing in their cars, but it was probably something controversial, like Hatebreed or My Neck, My Back.
Anyway, after about an hour and a half we saw a house with some cars and noise so assumed we'd made it to the party. After transporting the crates into the house we locked the cars and went inside. It was pretty busy, and luckily we knew most of the people there. It was nice, but nothing BIG happened for a while. When the countdown was finally done, a comically hairy boy was somehow in the middle of everyone completely naked. Props to him for his perfect execution, because he didn't announce it or anything; he was kind of just... there, standing in the middle of the room butt naked, which made it absolutely genious. Me, Rich, Dan and Felicity saw this as a golden photo opportunity so promptly I got down on my knees for a picture with the guy (not in a gay way).
After this, I have a huge gap of nothingness, so I don't know what happened. My next memory is of watching Dan Cobb fall asleep in Jimmy's freezing car with a fire extinguisher between his legs. After seeing this I thought I'd call it a night so me, Misli and Steve retired to my car, whilst Maisie partied on with some hot boys in the house.
The following morning we all woke up to find that Rich had driven home at some point during the night, and I woke Jimmy up and we decided to go home, of course not before we chomped on some Macdonald's. When I got home, I slept all day.

Party boy -