About Me

London, United Kingdom
This blog is neither trendy or exclusive. It is a record of the creative efforts made by two equally extravagant but ever so different sisters in their attempt to gather up the pieces of their relationship. So far this has included Tom&Jerry cakes, hand made skirts, late night phone calls, silhouette portraits, documenting scenic walks, hospital rooms and many, many illustrated letters. Like all things worthwhile this journey is undoubtedly going to be long. And loud. And colourful. And blissfully exhausting, but we hope that you'll come along, or at least watch from a distance as we serve up the fruits of our joys and frustrations each Sunday until death do us part. Or until we grow out of puberty and realize we were being irrational and really just want to be accountants.

Sunday, 1 August 2010

Week 9

Hey there wild things!
Well it's been a week of change for the dangerous duo, these last 7 days comprising of two moves (one of them across the Channel), the handing in of one notice, a teary goodbye and a lot of unpacking. But hey ho, life goes on and we're now fannying around a manor house in Star Wars jumpers so who's to complain?


Happy Birthday Grandpapy! In a moment of inspiration Ginny made 115 cupcakes with 13 different fillings and a whack load of sparklers all of which were guzzled down by our 40 odd drunken relatives. Nothing like a family get together.

This week we love...

Laura Marling- I Speak Because I Can
Miserable but undeniably cool, Miss Marling seems to have it all but still manages to sing like the most misunderstood teenager out. Not that we're complaining because this unhappy lassy happens to have a beautiful but understated voice which, combined with poetic lyrics and some pretty snazzy video clips (thinking of Rambling Man in particular), makes the perfect background to a loungy afternoon alone with a cup of tea. Oh and she's also been serenaded by Beans on Toast's 'I Fancy Laura Marling'.

City of Men- Paulo Morelli
While there was serious debate whether to choose this or Kevin and Perry Go Large as our film of the week culture won over trash-com and here we are. The tag line's : 'An unforgettable tale of friendship and survival in a city where the greatest challenge is growing up' and as tag lines do, it sums things up pretty well. Violent and at times a little bit shocking it follows the lives of best friends Acerola and Laranjinha as they turn 18 and try to make sense of their lives in the shanty towns surrounding Rio de Janeiro. Drugs, shooting and a lot of misplaced pride, its also a film about friendship and loyalty, which is always nice.


Cafe Morrisons- Chalk Farm Road NW1 8AA

Yes, we realize that this place is about as glamorous as a petrol station or some D-grade celebrity's dressing room but ignore your inner snob and you could be very pleasantly surprised. We dropped by Cafe Morrisons in between an epic 'moving out' clean up and buying a cheap toaster and it proved to be a very decent crashing point. Ok, the furniture is ugly, and maybe there's something depressing about sitting next to a morbidly obese family but we enjoyed a very honest plate of beans on toast with cumberland sausages plus a bottle of Ribena for £3.70 and overheard a lovely little snippet of conversation:
*8 year old reading from newspaper*
"My babies are dead. All of them are dead."
...
"That's a shame innit?"
I don't know, we just left feeling really happy.

Also...
Our darling cousin's buby, Sergeant Jellybean. What a legend.





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