We break our fast on cakes. That is the Moroccan way. Pancakes, with a side of normal cake...and bread. All smothered in jam and honey. Add to that a steaming pot of coffee and another of mint tea, a yoghurt, a cup of pomegranate, cheese, and a gallon of freshly squeezed blood orange juice...and you...
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After three years of design and a year of writing, Daz and I finally decided to share our project with the outside world. To do so, we decided to exhibit it at Nottingham Comic Con! On Friday night, with a car packed with piles of prints, two lovingly printed books and skate decks aplenty...
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Over the last fortnight, I have spent a number of days filming Series Two of the Hollow Crown: The War of the Roses. In it, I kill a bunch of people, get killed a bunch of times and general hack my way through swathes of Yorkshire soldiers. I am dressed as a French solider: you can tell because I...
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As you're probably aware, I train at the London School of Lucha Libre. It is a truly unique school based in the Resistance Gallery (ResGal) in Bethnal Green, London. The ResGal is much more than a home for my wrestling school, however. It's a base for a massive number of creative, alternative, ar...
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Some video footage has emerged of my debut match with the London School of Lucha Libre. Los Nordicos in full battle mode! Can't wait for next time......
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Back in December, I apologised for my lack of blog entries and explained that I was working on something. I wasn't just spouting shit, either. I really was working on something. And now that something is complete. It...is my very first graphic novel! Inspired, illustrated and almost entirely c...
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Tonight, 30 months after I first discovered Lucha Britannia, I had my very first match on one of their shows! It was a London School of Lucha Libre student show, but the sheer quality of the wrestling was higher than almost any I have seen or been involved with. I would try and describe it, but t...
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This evening, Gay Bum played at Play All The Things at the Lucky Pig cocktail bar. I appreciate that there is nothing massively interesting about that in itself, especially seeing as we only played three songs. What is fairly interesting, however, is that for the first time since about 2009 we wr...
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Just a couple of bits from tonight's training at the London School of Lucha Libre! Special Luchadore Leg Whip, Monkey Flip and Head Scissors: Hip Toss Reverse to Springboard Arm Drag...Thing I'm running on about 2% energy at the moment, but I've got to keep it up! Somehow....
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Photos from Tough Guy Nettle Warrior 2014 have been popping all over the place over the last fortnight. They first starting appearing on Yahoo News, in which I appeared as part of their Pictures of the Week - alongside a view of the Earth from space: After that, various other pictures ...
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Finally, after years in the planning and months of varied degrees of preparation, Bowa Town has played its first gig. The plan was simple: Will would do guitar and vocals, I would do bass and vocals and we would launch the drum tracks and stage ambiance off a Novation Launchpad. So it was we h...
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This weekend, the Guild gathered in Perton near Wolverhampton for the madness of Tough Guy Nettle Warrior 2014. We arrived on Saturday and spent the day marshaling: taking charge of an obstacle and ensuring that everybody made it over safely and knew where they were going afterwards. I found myse...
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If you're wondering why my blog has been rather scantily updated for the last few months, it's because I've been in the process of moving back to London. I have done this for many reasons. In no particular order, here are some of those reasons: Vikki has a new job here. I have a new job nearby...
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This year, we have set off for Download even earlier than usual! We normally leave at about 05:00 from High Wycombe. This year, we're actually going up the night before and staying over, to ensure we can pitch our entire empire of tents: Rumhold, with the great tent Rumhalla at its cetnre. I p...
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The last two days have been...uncomfortable. I feel like I have been flayed. The result, however, is staggering. Day Five of My Meatshop Tattoo Having spent much of yesterday transcribing runes, Peter is keen to get as much dotwork done as possible today. In theory, that is great. In pr...
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This week, I flew back to Copenhagen to finish my tattoo at the mighty Meatshop. The plan was for three more days of dotwork (two black and one colour), followed by a fourth day when Vikki would get her back-piece finished. I knew I was in for a rough few days. But exactly how rough...? I...
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At long last, I have crafted the perfect job application. I have sent it to half a dozen companies today, expect at least fifty interviews by the end of the week and would be surprised if I am not offered the newly created position of World Presidency by 2015. Do feel free to borrow and adapt it ...
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Today, I am getting tattooed. I don't know the design yet. In fact, there isn't one. Thus, the Guild. I am also in Denmark, in a shop owned by my favourite tattoo artist: a man whose work Vikki and I found entirely independently when showing each other some of our favourite pieces whilst in ...
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If you say you'll do a thing, you should do that thing. Otherwise why bother saying anything at all? Your word is as good as meaningless. Thus the Guild; thus I live. Or so I thought. Then one day, tattoos came up in conversation...and guess what I found myself saying... [divider] Whe...
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Those of you who are strong of mind and keen of eye will have noticed I did not review Tough Guy on my blog this year. Perhaps you are thinking this is because I chickened out at the last minute. Maybe you think all my bravado was bluff and, when the time came to leap once again into the frozen wate...
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