The best and the worst of the competitors’ band names for BoB 2009.
On Friday night two of my dreams will be coming true: I will be both Hermione Granger and a Zombie.
The Yorker gives you the rundown of what's Hot and what's Not in Freshers' Fortnight.
With the 3 month Hollywood screen writers strike over; the 80th Annual Academy Awards took place last night. A walking, talking ‘what’s hot, what’s not’ in itself, a glittering spectacle of who won and wore what, the Oscars are hot. If you’re lucky enough to have sky one, you can catch the highlights (unless you were glued to the television watching it live last night) but I’m sure ‘Look’ and ‘Grazia’ magazine will provide an extensive outfit rundown. And maybe even tell us who won stuff.
This little café bistro on High Petergate may well be the best in York. Always busy (probably best to book in advance!) with a really interesting menu, the atmosphere is lovely and cosy and the staff are friendly. Even the website is quaint. With amazing coffee and desserts which need to be seen – and preferably eaten – to be believed, Café Concerto is hot. Go for the ‘duet of desserts’; big slices of any two cakes, served with cream, ice cream or yogurt. Yogurt!
'Oh No They Didn’t’ is an incredible place for celebrity news. Updated practically every second by (mostly American) celeb watchers, this community website is up to the minute, and the comments left by readers are frankly hilarious. Try to check it out next time Britney has a meltdown; the viewing is priceless.
This is my pet peeve, and so not hot. Cycling on the walkways – especially the main ones, and I mean Vanbrugh to the library, or Central Hall to Langwith – is ridiculously inconsiderate. Countless times I’ve almost been knocked over by some idiot blasting around on the footpaths, and nothing makes me angrier than the stupid dodge action that ensues when I see a cyclist coming towards me, and we both go the same way to avoid each other.
Once you’ve noticed this, you’ll see it everywhere. It’s when the ankles of boots, obviously not up to the challenge of oh, say, being worn, collapse inwards, so the wearer is literally walking on the sides of their boots, the actual soles flapping about superfluously. This common condition seems to be most prevalent in cheap, replica ugg boots (the £10 spent at Barratts not the wisest; invest ladies, invest), and is responsible for a kind of sloppy, unbalanced penguin walk. Must be rather uncomfortable, and really isn’t a good look. .
Everyone near where I live seems to own a horribly menacing- looking dog, and nobody appears to own a leash. Most of these beasts look like they ought to be drugged, or at the very least muzzled, so it’s a little disconcerting when I see them trotting along completely unrestrained. As I am advanced upon by one of the many Staffordshire Terriers floating around Tang Hall, with horror stories of dog mauling incidents flashing through my head, the owner’s unconcerned cries of “don’t worry love, he won’t hurt you” do nothing to reassure me of my safety, but leave me wondering why they don’t get a clue, and a strong chain lead.
Ooh I've just been discovering some of York's lovely little cafés - there's an amazing one on Goodramgate on the right as you head towards the bar called called Coffee Culture.
Ooh and café No8 is ace too.
Can I just add, I think it's just as bad when people are walking on the cyclepaths. There's a part of me that doesn't want to slow down to avoid them, it's their fault. Without the occasional crash they'll never learn.
ONTD?
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Yeah I HATE HATE HATE it when people walk on cycle paths [especially that one alongside the Barbican in between Hes. Rd. and the City Wall] and then look bemused/horrified as to why your headed in their direction. Why can't people just stick to their own designated zones?!
Also just want to point out that I always dismount when campus is pedestrian-heavy *halo glows*. Haha.
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