Showing posts with label Lanzarote paradise rollers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lanzarote paradise rollers. Show all posts

Wednesday, 20 March 2013

Leather Forever No matter the weather feat Nasty Gal and all saints


No matter what the season is your safe with a kick ass leather jacket.. Some amazing examples are available even for a reasonably manageable price (OK its fake, but if your feeling pretentious you could call it vegan leather LOL - and lets be fair its that cut we are looking for). 
Studs, pastel colours, fringed, biker, zips etc all a different take on the quintessential classic wardrobe staple.

Try here: Nasty Gal and All Saints and always keep your eyes open on eBay for that bargain hunt.





Saturday, 16 March 2013



Penis pasta


£50 drink that changes everything

                                     

The first rollers logo way back over a swan horse

                                     

 Bomb scare in Truro


 Forced the bouncer to admit that we are...


 A picture of me being disemboweled when kitty was mad at me


 007


 Natural Easer?!


Double trouble (ahahahaha im going to be sick i said that)

Thursday, 14 March 2013


Its about time i did another good morning i hate you post. My post today deals with the way in which Von trash can's interpretation of a conversation works when she's in a certain mood. Now i have put together a diagram in order to visually explain what im getting at.


So the middle line represents what you might expect someone to mean when they say something in response to something you have asked or have said, taking in to account the rest of the conversation. The other two lines represent other ways in which the reply might be taken - these can often be mind mindbogglingly disconnected from the subject or imply that the person replying is a "thick twat" in the eyes of the person asking the question or participating in the conversation. Now bare with me people - i know its a bit of a long winded way of explaining this but it will come together (and that's not me doing what im talking about, i just feel its a bit hard to follow). 
For example (this happened yesterday), we were talking about having to send items from our eBay store recorded delivery in order to make sure they are covered by Paypal etc as we have been having a few problems with late delivery with standard postage. To which i replied "if we need to pay more to send the items, then we are going to have to put our postage prices up". Kitty then said in a particularly smug and condescending way "don't be stupid we are not charging people more than we need to, what we will do is find out how much more the postage will be and then change our price accordingly". Obviously this is pretty much the same statement i had just said to her but a slightly longer way around it!. Now i could only assume that kitty had decided that she had the intellectual edge in the conversation. And as such what i had actually said was totally bypassed and predetermined as worthless nonsense or awful gobbledygook even before it had reached the processing part of her brain. In fact though after further investigation she explained to me that she had assumed i meant that i was saying that we should put the price of the postage through the roof, rather than finding out how much the difference in price is and letting our price reflect this. So kitty in that split  second in which i made my perfectly simple 'middle line on the diagram' statement had filled in several blanks that did not exist and assume and create a statement that was or never will be!. I am constantly both amazed and stumped at both the creativity and sheer madness of these misinterpretations!. Kitty i love you and salute you! (and i don't mean anything by that ;-). 
 

Monday, 11 March 2013

PLYMOUTH, LONDON, FALMOUTH, BUST






Drake circus Plymouth


Amazing shakes in Plymouth


The Worlds worst collage 



Ok so we have had a week or so without blogging as we have been on a trip to the big ol' smoke. We went to visit friends and go to good old Camden. as per usual we hit the Megabus up for class A transport. The travel side of things went pretty fucking quick apart from an incident in which we payed £1.80 for what turned out to be a cup of hot water. Our faith in humanity was restored when the bus driver turned water in to wine and dragged me in to the inner workings of the bus station in Exeter, to a seedy cafe/den kitchen where illegal opium sales and people trading appeared to be taking place and kindly put coffee in our two pound hot water.

We arrived at our budget hotel and proceeded to drink a bottle of vodka for our sins. We went to see a great band in club Koko in Camden called Kid Champion, who were pretty awesome!. Club Koko is ace, in an old theater with loads of history. Koko was the first place that Madonna played in the uk. 



We found our way back to the hotel after about 2 hours of drunken walking, it was only round the corner. 

The next day we made our way to camden (our fav place in london, if not the world). We went round the market, had a few drinks and then headed to the food area to get some kick ass stuff. 


Amazing wedges in the Camden eye pub


Brazilian donuts with cream and chocolate 


Kitty outside The Camden lock


The worlds most pro meat article found on the tube

We then headed off to our friends Disco Stu and Pawony house for a party in Plumsted, which was pretty messy. We woke up in the morning with just 1 hour to get to victoria coach station. We made it by the skin of our teeth and still had time to buy fried chicken.

We arrived back in Cornwall and to catch up with jen we spent the day in Falmouth.












Thus concludes our week of doing things.




Saturday, 23 February 2013

Sky Guide music..... Burnt in to our soul.

Has anyone else been brainwashed by the music that plays over and over and over and over when your choosing something for your viewing pleasure?. Well me have. Its difficult to figure out if there attempting to punish us or make a play for a rage against the machine style Christmas number one!. Anyway we decided to get some answers and find ut more about these infectious little numbers. We contacted sky help on there website and left just as in the dark as before!. Video's to follow of the offending tunes. Below the ill fated convo with sky.






Wednesday, 20 February 2013

Stereo vision head on collision


Did anyone have one of these as a kid? there pretty freakin awesome. I remember getting mine from disney land when i was about 8!. The VIEWMASTER was introduced in 1939 how crazy is that!!.


Basically you put a revolving round slide in to it and looked towards the light as if they were sunglasses, and then you would be dazzled by the amazing 3d picture before your very eyes!. Sort f like a retro space age kaleidoscope!.  

You can buy one of these bad boys from fire fox -- BUY HERE!

And check this out as an amazing promo for an album special edition!, The neon trees have there very own view finder with there album picture show! Take a look Here! 

I get so stupid excited about stuff like this, to spite its el stupido nature!. Cool as fuck. 

Tuesday, 19 February 2013

What is the capital of sri lanka ?


Ok, so again we made it to the car boot sale in Truro on Sunday  This time due to the fine beautiful lovely weather it was held outside rather than in the cell like confines of the indoor cattle market. After experiencing the indoors it reminded me vaguely of when i was younger and in school and the teacher decided to have the lesson outside as the weather was so nice.
Anyhow the place was heaving and there was loads of bargains to be found, however the highlight was the over friendly stall owners. We were kept talking for over 10 mins by a woman who had recently moved to cornwall from essex, who was finding the air here made all the difference to her and her familys health. We could tell she was a bit unhinged as she was dead set on the fact she was going to have a full tropical tan by the end of the day, a bit of an ask mid feb, but she seemed happy conning herself.

After the car boot we decided to go for a few drinks and do the pub quiz in the front falmouth. Too much drinking ensued.

Video's to follow......


Pub quiz legends we are not. kudos on the elbow licking.




Saturday, 16 February 2013

5 f**king facts about cornwall

Ok so we live in a county of England called "Cornwall" its the bit at the very end that kinda looks like a penis...
Its the bit in red, and i know what your thinking.... what kind of penis looks like that?. It was just a test gulp.
Now shall we take a closer look!...

The penis peninsula 

We decided to do an educational post about Cornwall in order to fill everyone in on the ins and outs of the rollers Graceland. The following is a list of things synonymous with our beautiful county lol FML feel like a tourist information kiosk.

1. The Cornish pasty 

That's right eat it up, its smoking hot and tasty just like daddy.

The Cornish national dish, a hearty mixture of sweed, potato and fucking steak. Im sure more stuff is in it but i cant be bothered to google it lol (im sure we should know!). The one thing we can promise here in cornwall   is NO HORSE MEAT.
An artists impression of what the deadly horse meat might look like

You eat the pasty with your hands, like a roll. Basically it has a hard crimped side made of pastry as the miners would have the lovely pasty for lunch. There was often arsenic found near tin, and if the miners got arsenic on there hands they would be very poorly and possibly die, during these times people were very poor (and pay day loans didn't exist) so a funeral was out of the question as they were super expensive (only priests were rich in these times, and were eventually responsible for the dawn of the pay day loan). So in order to combat needless expense on numerous funerals the pasty was invented. The miner would hold the tough edge and eat from the other, meaning there mouth would never come in to contact with pastry contaminated by the touch of the human hand. This worked very well as the miners all also suffered from mild o.c.d which meant they couldn't operate properly mentally without knowing there was separation between there food and there grubby grubby hands, which in turn saved there concentration and further funeral possibilities. 

2. MURDERED FACTORY WORKERS

2. Tourists

Cornwall is known as the "Rivera" of England. Yes its a beautiful holiday destination for those unlucky enough to be scared of flying. Yes tourism makes up a  massive part of the Cornish economy and while it is very beautiful it is difficult to fathom why when flights to Spain on easy jet can be obtained for under £50, how anyone in there right sane mind would spend hundreds of pounds coming here to chill out is far beyond me. 
 Which is why i am dubbing Cornwall - 'The holiday destination of the mad'. But frankly its not just the holiday makers who are barking, its the locals too. Ever herd the old saying 'if you shake a stoking all the nuts go to the bottom'?, well its bang on. My favorite Cornish pocket of crazy is St.austell, yes when i lived there i saw my fair share of bizarre behavior. Its common place to join the Que in the post office and the person in front to be talking to themselves with uncalled for aggressiveness, whilst a gentleman drags a toaster past the window. 

All of our hero's are not hero's

Don't be fooled the film straw dogs was set in Cornwall

3.fishing

Cornwall is very famous for its fishing heritage  but we don't do it anymore because its not cost effective, same as tin, at one point we were kicking ass and mining like most of the worlds tin or some shit, but that too is now defunct.Which is why i have decided instead to use this section to tell you about a dream i had where  a man was running after me but instead of arms he had beautiful wings, he spoke in a thick Spanish accent and to spite his lack of regular arms and strange addition of wings, he wore a leather jacket that even in my state of sleep was strangely reminiscent of early 90's TV detective come antiques dealer 'Lovejoy'.

Lovable rouge trader sans wings and Spanish tongue 

4.Surfing 

Surfing in for a quick rape

Surfing is very popular in Cornwall  or so im told. Mainly because of the tremendous surfing conditions on our coastlines, or so im told. Surfers are responsible for a tenth of Cornwall's crime rate, forcing scared single mothers to invest in protection such as flame throwers and panic room's. That's not at all true im sorry. Not having any interest in surfing im finding it ever so difficult to write about it with any passion, so not to disappoint i thought i would stay true to form and totally change the subject. 



How good is that.

5. Cornish second names

Everyone in Cornwall who is Cornish has one of the following second names - Davies, Pascoe or Rowe. Again im totally lying but there really is allot of these types about, and if your ever down this neck of the woods, you will do well to blend in by choosing one as a 
Cornish pseudonym. Doing this may result in local discount's on drinks and save you a trip to a hospital. 

Dear Mr reader, we accept the fact we had to sacrifice a whole blog post on Cornwall to tell you about how wrong we are. But we think your crazy to expect an essay rather than a vague rundown of loosely affiliated items attempting to define 'who we are', in the simplest terms, in the most convenient definitions.
We found that each one of us eats a pasty, is a surfer, is not a fisherman or a miner, is a Pascoe or a Davies, or relies on the money spent by an insane tourist. I hope this answers your question. Yours sincerely , the cornish club.