Bouldering? Say what. That was the reaction of Aaron, Adam, Derek and Tahirah on Saturday when I told them what we’ll be doing. It’s a sport that consists of a short sequence/moves that’ll help you climb up the wall, the sequences are usually referred to as problems. The only problem we had prior to arrival was the fact that we’d be climbing a wall up to 3-4 metres in height without any kind of safety harnesses. 4 metres is only about double the height of your room, doesn’t sound scary at all, right?
No, not mine but my cousin’s – you all know him already from the book review he wrote for the site over a year ago. The little man isn’t so little any more after turning 16 last weekend and as a present, I took him to his first ever football game. Unlike his brother, he saw the light from a very young age by deciding to switch allegiances from his father’s beloved Liverpool to the Arsenal. I asked him to share a few thoughts on what he thought of the whole experience after the cut.
It’s about damn time we shared another food feature, the last one was released all the way back in April when I headed down to Dante’s Fried Chicken pop-up in Shoreditch. Not quite sure why we haven’t done any more since then especially since I spend most of my monthly earnings eating out with my other half. It’s sad but true, however good food is always worth the money. When the good folks behind the Carribean inspired beach shack The Rum Kitchen spotted that piece on Dante – they asked us to come down and have a taste of what they had to offer. We were never going to turn down an invitation like that, come on now.
Apologies for the disappearance on here this week, we’ve had a few set backs re:features being signed off and work commitments. Excuses, excuses right? Last Monday, Bank Holiday for many – we decided to get early and head to Woolwich to explore an abandoned site. Not what most people would give in a lie-in to do, especially on Carnival Monday but we were adamant to get out there early to ensure mission success after the trip old Highgate Station ended in failure. Aside from FJ and I, Femi and Matteo joined us – both of whom I’ve met through the internet. The latter I met almost a decade ago through forums, imagine telling your friends that you made friends through the internet back then, you’d be made fun of. Oh how times have changed.
Exercise became a part of my life around two years ago, and during this time the gym hasn’t factored majorly into my fitness regime. While I busied myself with running, a little outdoor training and yoga, I had an on-off relationship (membership) with my local gym.
Following on from our impromptu exploring Heygate adventure last month, we decided to head down to Highgate to wander around North London’s iconic cemetery on a Sunday. Now seeing as the series was all going to be about exploring a derelict spaces in London, we thought it’d be good to visit parts of the city that most would avoid. Cemeteries have forever scared me ever since watching Michael Jackson’s Thriller video as a child, I’d get shook just by walking past one. More on the reverse.
On a cool Saturday afternoon in spring, Team Yin&Yang and I set off with a camera in our hands, an oyster card in our pocket, and the never say die spirit of DCI John Luther in our hearts, and decided to document London and its people, through a series of portraits and articles. First up, East London.