Week 48

Hey chikadees,
So it's been a horrendous week of exams (who ever knew that uni was so serious?) and we've been pushing our grey masses to the limit so now it's your turn. A little game:
Try to think of 10 different body parts of only three letters. Ready, set, go!
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Answers will be displayed next week.




Deers are pretty neat.


This week we love...

Chimneys Afire-Josh Pyke
i first heard this Sydney based folk singer in 2007 at a music festival and instantly fell inlove with it! This is the second album by Josh Pyke and like his first one is filled with autobiographical songs that give us a glimpse into his childhood and relationships. If you like Nick Drake and Elliot Smith then this man's music is definatly for you! The lyrics are lovely and his voice is simultaneously gentle and firm. Double the length of his debut album and possibly even more flantastic! Personal favourites would be 'The Summer' and 'Our House Breathing'

The Wave- Dennis Gansel

Just realised that this is the second week in the row that we feature a classroom drama..Next will be that film where Antonio Banderas teaches poor kids to tango their troubles away. Perhaps not. Anyhow, on to The Wave. In 1967 Ron Jones, a high school teacher working near San Francisco decided to give his students an understanding of fascism by reenacting the social conditions that led to the rise of the Nazis in Germany. People got really into it, it spread like wild fire and the whole project had to get quashed before things got out of hand. The Wave is essentially those events but condensed to a week and set in Germany. Classified as a drama/thriller, there are extremely tense moments as you wait for these wound up teenagers to do something awful, which of course, they do. An interesting insight into the power and danger of group mentality, I think it would have made more of an impact if it had been set in the US, or anywhere other than Germany in fact where there is already a strong enough stigma against all that is fascist.


L'Absinthe- 40 Chalcot Road, NW1 London

While French dining is all too often associated with ridiculous ingredients and arsy waiters, I am happy to introduce the unimaginable: an inexpensive French restaurant in London. And not in the back end of nowhere either, but tucked away in the charming if ever so slightly twee neighbourhood of Primrose Hill. Although the restaurant seems tiny from the outside, half the seating is in fact downstairs, a lovely little haven of candle light and framed maps of vineyards, along with some unimaginably tacky wall paintings to stop it getting presumptuous. The whole concept is that of a local bistro, so the food is wholesome and unpretentious, the waiters friendly and the atmosphere relaxed. Starters are around the 5 pound mark, mains 10 although you can get a three course meal for 12.50 at lunch on weekdays. If you happen to be skint but still want to drop by I'd recommend getting a coffee and sharing the absinthe creme brulee. It's 5.50 and more than big enough for two although make sure you draw up your dividing line before you start: creme brulee can get very territorial.


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Seeing as we're going for the long skinny photos. Saw this on the Frankie website and think it may just be the best idea since post it notes. A bed like this just seems to demand ironed white pyjamas and blow dried hair, so if you think you fit the criteria, and happen to have a bit too much extra cash lying around you can buy it here.