Backstreets of Brixton

Feeling hung-over and not having much cash in your bank account is not a very nice feeling. However, the idea of going out for dinner and possibly (if you can stomach it) hair of the dog always seems like the best cure. Brixton is home to a variety of places to eat and drink but I would suggest first starting at the Rest is Noise, which is on Brixton Road and just next to Plan B. Briefly stopping off here for a few glasses of their ice cold Rosé to shake that queasy feeling off definitely does the job and you even get to sit on some seriously comfy sofas while your at it. It has a very relaxed atmosphere and is a perfect watering hole before heading off for a big night out. 

If you do not want to face the bright lights on London, then head down the road to Fujiyama  on Vining Street. It is a small Japanese noodle bar that offers a massive range of food from creating your own sushi platters to a whole selection box of different foods.  This was my rather over enthusiastic order..

I defiantly had eyes that where bigger than my stomach but that did not stop me from eating every last bit, with the exception of a few lettuce leaves. I had the vegetable spring rolls, cucumber sushi rolls and then the chicken teriyaki Bento which was far more exiting to look at than it was to eat. Word of advice, do not get Miso soup as I am sure it came from a packet and was mostly powderd lumps, yum.

If you still have energy to kill and are not suffering from a massive food baby then The Prince is a cheap and cheerful pub that is just on the corner next to the huge KFC. Although they always insist on play unnecessarily loud music, a Jack Daniels and Coke is only a measly £3.50...bargin. It is a good place to finish off the night but you might find yourself having to shout at one another to have a conversation.

For a place that has not had the best reputation in the past is now an area that provides pretty much everything you could want for a night out, but sometimes you have to escape the main roads and dig a little deeper in the backstreets..(just be careful!)

Au revoir 

Lucy x

total life forever, will never be enough, no...

                      

There’s nothing I love more than live music- I like to be right there, at the front, crushed against the barrier, close enough to smell the sweat of everyone around you in a mesh of bodies.

I saw Foals twice on their last tour, at Southampton Guildhall and at Brixton Academy. But, due to the box offices, quite frankly, being shit as always, there was a mix up with my Brixton tickets and I was given the choice to have a full refund or go seated. So I chose seated. Worst. Mistake. Ever.

For me, the enjoyment of a gig- aside from the obvious fact of the band live- is that feeling of being amongst a huge crowd of people. You belong with these people, all sharing a common love for the band playing, the feel of the music pumping through you, not knowing whose sweat your covered in, and god knows what else. The punches and bruises of a lively crowd don’t deter from the chance to see your idols up close, as Yannis runs around the crowd, jumping into the audience for your chance to be as up close as you can get to a stranger without gaining a restraining order.

Seating gives you none of this thrill; it’s like watching on a TV screen. Only instead of watching the action, I found myself wistfully staring at the crowd below having the time of their lives, made worse only by the fact that a week before I’d been in that crowd, having the fun times that I was now missing. And there was me, sat surrounded by the chaperones who clearly do not want to be there and spend the gig tutting at the people who are actually enjoying themselves. There are signs and security enforcing that every stays seated, and stays having no fun. 

So- my advice? Don't waste that precious student loan on seated tickets, save it for the standing ones!

Amie x

A quick hello

Myself and Amie have started this blog to give you guys a cheeky insight into the goings on in London town. We will be letting you in on some of the best kept secrets of the city and we hope that you will go and experience it all for yourselves.
However, there is a twist..we are both students who know the feeling of opening your fridge to find a mouldy carrot and a half drunk can of strongbow very well. If you have £10 to your name and not much else then we hope this blog will help you find something fun and exciting that you can spend you last pennies on. London is a very big place, and hidden away are some of the best pubs, restaurants, clubs, shops and galleries..so fellow students put down your sketch books and cups of cold tea because this blog is FAR more interesting.


Au revoir


Lucy x