I don’t like this ad #1

This ad I refer back to a lot. Something about it just hasn’t sat well with me. I saw it a couple of years ago, and it’s really stuck with me. I’ve not been able to shake the image of a mature older woman with half an apple for a head with a great big sticker saying ‘cox’ where her apple brain would be. I mean, is it inappropriate (inappleriot) I just don’t know… Apples are arguably one of the more innocent fruits being all crispy and delicious (if you get a good one mind, mushy apples do not come at me). Sure, there is an apple for everyone, maybe you’re prone to a granny smith or maybe you fancy yourself as more of a Red delicious, it’s all good. Different apples, different needs. I just feel the flow of this advert is not representing the core business of apples and it has most certainly left a rotten taste in my mouth. Apples deserve more, I mean one of them basically invented the theory of gravity because Isaac Newton got in its way on it’s decent to earth. This advert is not good enough for an apple.

Also, the boy next in line to the apple throne is really creepy.

apple

Yoooo!

I’ve been thinking about expressing myself via the medium of words again for a while, I just didn’t know what exactly to write about. I could write about how “lad dumped his girlfriend, the next day she won the lottery and her revenge was savage” or maybe 17 reasons Timone and Pumba from the lion king are your ‘spirit animals’ but it’s out there, people are doing it, they’re providing us with this information, it’s drip feeding into our minds already. I mean, does click bait exist because humans will always click, or do we always click because there’s click bait. If that’s not something to ponder over for a while, then I really don’t know what is.

Anyway, then I thought what is it that I think about? What do I find interesting? And then I had a minor epiphany  (nothing too painful). So word of warning I’m going to be coming in thick and fast with some real top level stuff. I’m talking real insightful, in-depth analysis of it all. We’re talking advertisements, we’re talking magazines, we’re talking events we’re just talking all of it. Mainly from an angle where we just passively let things happen without a second thought, we’re so out of tune with what we’re actually viewing things just don’t seem weird anymore. It probably doesn’t make much sense right now, but it will. You will see the light soon. I mean, don’t let this interrupt you living your life or anything, just have a read have some fun, do your thang, I’ll do mine, it’ll be great.

Pokémon Go (But go carefully)

Unless you’ve been hiding under a rock which I think some people have post Brexit, you will be aware of the new trend sweeping the globe. Who knew that all it takes to take people’s minds of global politics and world problems was a couple of Pokémon? Pokémon of course first joined us from our Japanese friends back in 1996 when protagonist Ash and his little mate Pikachu became part of the family.  Fast forward 20 years to the age of social and we have Pokémon Go.

                            If you’ve seen it spread on Facey B quicker than a meme with a frog in it but you’re not actually sure what it is, it’s an app which uses GPS location data to allow the user to roam around catching Pokémon to train and battle. These Pokémon are all.over.the.place. (dots used for dramatic effect). The app has only just been released in the UK, yet people have had it almost a week now, you know ye ole saying, where there’s a Wigglytuff there’s a way. Pikachu was even spotted at 10 downing street, we’re still waiting on conformation as to whether or not this was Theresa Mays first action as PM. Users also got excited when they found another Pokémon roaming around the Westminster area, a rare bread with yellow fluffy hair but it just turned out to be Boris Johnson.

                          Users are warned to be safe whilst playing, you’d think it would go without saying not to run into the middle of the road to catch em all, but this app is sending people Kakuna. Uh oh, it’s got me too.  Oh, just one last thing to add while we’re on the subject. How good was/is this theme tune?!  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lrHJhKEtQEI 025Pikachu_XY_anime_3

8 Reasons S Club 7 – Reach for the stars should be our national anthem.

  
 

It was the year 2000, people were pretty psyched that the Millennium bug didn’t wipe out the population, the Millennium bridge opened for the first time and then closed for the first time two days later for safety reasons, George W. Bush Junior was elected Leader of the Free World* and girls started wearing those hideous black neck chocker situations and apparantley haven’t stopped. But what was so special about the year 2000? On the 22nd of May one of the best pop songs of all time was released into the world. I whole heartedly believe it should be our National Anthem and here’s why:

1. The Beat = Instant Happiness

Show me a man/woman who doesn’t automatically feel serotonin flood his/her brain after those first few beats and I’ll show you a liar.

2. Inspirational Message

“Reach for the stars, Climb every mountain higher, Reach for the stars, follow your heart’s desire” It escapes me, was that originally Maya Angelou or a Shakespeare?
3. Anyone and everyone can relate 

No matter your religion, your race, your ideology YOU can relate to this song. We’re all trying to get by in this crazy maze that is Life.
4. Positive vibes
The song/anthem I guess we can call it an anthem… has such a strong positive message for young people, it could potentially lower the crime rate in 12 – 18 year olds. “There ain’t nothing you can’t be, There’s a whole world at your feet” Perhaps they just need to hear it regularly to believe it.

5. It would be the best National Anthem of all time

I appreciate that most National Anthems are full of pride and history which is great, but we need to jazz it up, just a little (I’m not suggesting the number one hit single Just a Little from Liberty X here, still on the S Club thing). We would stand out and people might actually start to like us again.

6. It has a dance routine

I’m talking World Cup Final 2018, England Vs. Brazil, everyone can feel the tension, we’ve waited for this moment for so long, and then, Wayne Rooney et al. elongate their right arms to reach for the stars and the crowd goes wild. 

7. Comic value

David Cameron singing Reach for the Stars. Enough said.

8. The woman who wrote it deserves recognition

Cathy Dennis the mastermind behind the lyrics also gave us – Can’t get you out of my head by Kylie and Toxic by Britney. We owe it to her, she deserves it. THANK YOU CATHY.

  Now, don’t get me wrong I love the Queen, she’s ma gal, just gotta mix it up sometimes you know?

*Free world = The United States not Eminem’s rival gang in 8 mile. 

Accidental trolling at the Art of the Brick Exhbition

(Side note – it wasn’t accidental at all, see below.) Art of the Brick is a travelling exhibition from Nathan Sawaya, an ex lawyer turned art extraordinaire. He has created a unique collection using only Lego bricks, over a million of them at that, and you thought your childhood collection was pretty untouchable, well it wasn’t it was pathetic. (Sorry for some harsh home truths) The exhibition show cases original creations as well as Lego copies of famous art works. The detail and scope of the work is mesmerising, totally utterly memorising. Here’s a couple of pictures, not too many though you’ll have to go for yourself. Fricking Free loaders.

I thinker this one if really good

I thinker this one is really good

Not made of Lego, jk it is

Not made of Lego, jk it is

OH LOOK HARRY, LOUIS, LIAM AND NIALL, BUT WHO'S THAT NORMAL PERSON WITH THEM??

OH LOOK HARRY, LOUIS, LIAM AND NIALL, BUT WHO’S THAT NORMAL PERSON WITH THEM????!!!!

Nathan has also become quite the philosopher, inspiring people to feed their inner creative and just create. This is one of his below:

“Create what you see, create what you feel, create what you have never seen, just create.”  

Wow, inspiring stuff, it almost makes me want to create my own exhibition using only plastic spoons and batteries; I’ll just wait for a rainy day. Not today though, busy.

There’s a certain persona you take on when you’re visiting an exhibition, I don’t think anybody means to it just happens. You’re in awe, you’re in the moment it’s cool, we get it, you believe what’s in front of you because you want to believe. My point is you could be looking at absolutely anything and be completely oblivious and that’s where some questionable behaviour comes into play…

The last room is a collection of photographs with select inanimate objects replaced by… you guessed it… sugar cubes. Just kidding it’s with Lego; obviously, it’s a Lego exhibition, everything’s made of Lego, keep up. Time for ye olde classic of ‘Exit through the gift shop’ but it’s a fun gift shop with Lego stations so you can get to work on creating your own art. This is when I got to thinking WWND – What would Nathan Do? Inspired by the earlier quote I decided to mimic a smaller scale tree from the photograph. My final product could have been made by a blind drunk man with no thumbs. It was by no means my best work, but with the time I had it was probably passable. I wanted to compare it to the original so I took back into the exhibition and placed it next to it. I placed it next to it and then I walked away. I walked away and left it there. Without any shame, I had just become part of the exhibition, borderline criminal behaviour. I feel it’s what Nathan would have wanted after all he did say “create what you feel” and in my defence I feel he was egging me on the whole way round.

Trolling everyone. Soz.

Trolling everyone. Soz.

Guys, GUYS...

Guys, GUYS…

After I walked away there was a new wave of people arriving, a couple of children too, the perfect audience for my addition to the collection. What would people think? Would they be honest and say “That is rubbish, I could literally do that” or would they go along with it, I mean why wouldn’t they.  I overheard one man say “He created it in small scaled too” Can you imagine? I could not handle my life in that moment. I mean look it at – really look at it, it’s a joke. His poor son was having the most trouble trying to locate the “smaller scale” tree in the picture, he couldn’t handle his life either, he wanted to find it so bad. Poor thing.

A few more people were taking pictures none the wiser that I had just made it next door in five minutes. I couldn’t take any more so I had to leave. Where is my tree now? I think it’s still standing tall, inspiring people from all over the world. It’ll probably join the tour; end up in Paris, Tokyo and Milan. I would hope the employees are weary of its legitimacy, but if they touch it, it will almost certainly fall apart and probably make them feel like a terrible person. Sorry about that.

One more time, I mean look at it.. Really look at it, it's a mess

One more time, I mean look at it.. Really look at it, it’s a mess.

How to live a normal life 101

When the news broke last week that Zayn Malik and his piece of hair (see below) were leaving One Direction it was chaos. Young girls literally couldn’t even. The tears cried on that day alone would have been enough to revitalise the Colorado River. But now that a week has passed and we have had the time to get our emotions in order (If you haven’t managed that yet then you need to take a long hard look in the mirror) we can now respect Zayns decision to live a normal life.

Blue Steel

So how does 1/5 of the biggest boy band in the history of the universe transition into a normal life? SO easy.

1. Going to the shop to pick up some milk, as a normal person:

No dramz, Co-op's got you

No dramz, Co-op’s got you

2. Meeting with your bank manager, down the high street, as a normal person:

It's cool, HSBC prepared

It’s cool, HSBC prepared

3: Stroll in the park, as a normal person:

Maybe not today, it's not even that nice out anyway...

Maybe not today, it’s not even that nice out anyway…

4. Going to work, as a normal person:

Amateur runners can surprisingly run turn pro.

Amateur runners can surprisingly turn pro.

5.Getting home after a long day, as a normal person:

Perhaps a gated community?

Perhaps a gated community?

6. Going anywhere, any time, any day, as a normal person:

Smile, us normal folk deal with this everyday.

Us normal folk deal with this erryday.

It’s totally going to be the easiest transition. I mean Brian Mcfadden (Westlife fame) managed to do it, but then again Brian Mcfadden publicly left his kids with Kerry Katona, so maybe he’s not the best role model.

Anyway, Good luck Zayn, all the best in your normal life. Probs see you down the pub soon.

Lulz , who's Zayn?

Normal life? HUN U OK?

Cats in Clubs

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You know when you go out with all your mates, it’s Friday night, you’ve been waiting all week for this. Everyone’s out, even those friends who rarely come out have made the effort. You’re all having a great time, laughing, dancing throwing some tequila’s into the mixer and you know, its good, you’re enjoying yourself, but you just can’t help but feel something is missing. You can’t help but feel this night, this boozy night that could end up absolutely anywhere would be 100x better if your cat was with you.

That’s right your cat, or anyone’s cat. With the rise of Cat Café’s all over the world someone has taken it one step further and introduced the first Cat Nightclub. Cat Nightclub, let that sink in. I mean it’s one thing having a flat white with a feline friend nestling into your lap but trying to drink a pint, I fear would be a lot more challenging.

Where in the world would create such a juxtaposition of a place? Where would be the perfect location for worlds’ first Cat Nightclub? Where else but Tokyo. The Japanese, I believe do not know how to say no.  The cat club aptly named ‘Neko’ (Cat in Japanese) is located in a warehouse in down town Tokyo. I know what you’re thinking –  What if Ginger doesn’t like listening to Skrillex or David Guetta? Well don’t panic, the club has catered for the cats in the form of ‘pet’n’play areas. The rooms are separate to the main floor. They entail basically a cat’s wet dream, scratch posts, catnip dispensers, nuzzle stations, soft seating, the only thing they won’t enjoy is their human arch enemies being there.

Managing Director Tuki Yabe told the Tokyo Baka. “As a lifelong electronic music fan and dedicated animal lover, I thought this would be the perfect mix for the perfect club in Tokyo.” He expresses that clubbers can enjoy world class DJs whilst hanging with cats. He states “We’ll also be matching cats to music. The sleek, detailed Siamese goes perfectly with techno, though wouldn’t necessarily work with vocal house.” I think this is great, I’ve always said a ginger tabby just don’t scream progressive house, it’s so nice somebody is finally recognising, different cats for different sounds.

A night out where you can party hard and then pet even harder. Purrfect (sorry not sorry)

What ever is going to be next? Paint-balling with pigs? Karaoke with parrots?

Unfortunately this was just an April fools joke – one of the best ones of yesterday. But who knows, if there is enough demand maybe it will happen. One thing is for sure people love their cats so much they probably would take them out, not just out, out out.

Side note – if anybody does knows of any Karaoke with parrots events please, please let me know. WTR (willing to relocate)

Good Sunday Life Choices 



Sunday Morning, and I’m not talking Sunday morning “I woke up at 3pm because it’s Sunday and I throw caution to the wind on the weekend because that’s essentially what I’m living for”. I’m talking 5am Sunday morning. The likelihood is you’re stumbling around, kind of near to your home but still with a long, challenging journey ahead. You’ve most likely acquired some fried chicken and enduring the battle of keeping balance or keeping chips. Unfortunately the latter is sacrificed leaving a trail of your BNO (Big Night Out) behind you. No shame. However Sunday mornings aren’t summarized as “Complete Bants” during the WhatsApp group debrief for everyone. Some people are grafting, some people have been up since 04:30am preparing for a day of hard graft. Where will you find these people? They don’t exist you might say, they’re insane, you can cry. Yet you’ll find them, and you’ll find them on none other than Columbia Road. Just like death and taxes, in blistering sunshine or that bizarre rain (the kind that hurts but you don’t want to say anything and sound pathetic so you let it cut away at your face) they’re there, every Sunday. Your typical market street scene but it’s protected by a charming jungle of greens to meander down. But what makes this market different to other markets? The traders, friendly as a pie with an additional topping of cheeky. Chipper from 8am right through to the end. They’ll make you feel like you’re the only girl in the world. That is until someone else comes along to look at the hydrangeas. The Columbia Road flower market is the perfect juxtaposition. Pitch holders bellowing “fourforafiverlove” in amongst a gorgeous oasis of delicate flowers and plants. Famous for foliage, it has some of the most exotic plants and flowers on offer, you’ll think you’ve been transported to Kew Gardens, but the East End colloquialisms will bring you back.

Columbia road offers so much more than just being a flower market. It is complimented by quaint shops, antiques and Deli’s, there are treasures to be found throughout. After the hustle and bustle along with lengthy negotiations (Negotiations worthy of The Apprentice, Lord Sugar would probably, definitely hire you) with east end market holders and decisions whether to play it safe and get the Amaryllis or to throw the rule book out and buy the Banana Tree. Why not settle down and let an Indie folk duo playing a Ukulele and a Banjo serenade you with some original material? You’ve worked hard today, sit on the curb, guilt free and relax with a glass of red from the local bar, Painters and Stationers. Soak in the ambiance, whilst guarding your Banana Tree that is going to bring your home to life and it was the right decision. You sit back and your only thought is “This is how you do Sundays” well that and maybe “Joan in Accounts is going to be so impressed when I bring in a homemade, home grown Banana loaf, so she went on Masterchef, big deal.” Meanwhile our fragile feeling friends from before are probably five episodes deep in a Netflix series they’re not even enjoying, questioning whether or not to order a Dominos.

Top Tip

At around 4 o’clock traders are tired, understandably they want to pack up and go home which means the sale is on. This is prime time to pick up some bargains, Orchids for a pound, two bunches of flowers for a pound, its carnage. You’ll think you’ve pulled off the biggest hustle of the day and in fairness you probably have.

Yo yo yo

This is one of those things I’ve been meaning to do for around 5 years now. Talk about being proactive. Perhaps if I was ‘ahead of the curve’ like Zoella I’d be appearing on Celebrity Bake Off and telling everyone what I love about the fall. However, I didn’t and that’s OK, I mean, it might haunt me for the rest of my life but it might not. Anyway, I love writing and you love reading (hopefully) which means we’re going to be so great together. If it all goes well you’ll catch me doing something ~wacky~  for Comic Relief 2017 (setting realistic goals)

I guess you’ll probably need to know some things about me if we’re going to start being best friends. Well, my name is Liz (not Luz or Lyn) Lyons (not Lions or Lines) I’m 24 years old and currently residing in East London, just trying to be an adult. Originating from the delightful Southend-on-Sea, I like all (most) things music, dogs, people, interesting developments, using brackets in my sentences and the internet. I am also obsessed with checking how many views PSY – Gangnam Style has on Youtube, 2.2 billion as it stands, in case you were wondering.

That’s probably enough for now. I am not a catfish. That’s probably what a catfish would say.

Seriously though, I hope you like and agree with everything I have to say, which is always right, so I’m sure you will.

Haven’t thought of a catchy sign off yet so for now let’s go with – bye. (Classy & original)

P.S I’m really sorry about saying ‘ahead of the curve’ nobody needed that.