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| Friday 4 August, 2008 |
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| Summer Fix |
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As August, the season of much-needed vacations, settles onto the city, we like to give your inbox a bit of a break for a few weeks; delivering instead a huge, bumper Summer Fix on Mondays. Packed with a feature, picks for what's on during the week, and two great pieces of writing - one from the present, and one flashback from the UJ archives - it's got everything you need to get through the next few days until our Weekend Guide hits you on Thursday.
This week's Summer Fix is brought to you in association with glacéau vitaminwater. With the pre-Olympics Snail Race - the next in their Thursday Night Hydration Club series - coming up this week, remember to keep August 7th clear in your diary, and pop down after work for another quirky evening of music and free glacéau vitaminwater cocktails. Click here for photos of the last great Thursday Night Hydration Club event, to get you in the mood
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| Fetish Nation |
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My first memories of England are about sex. Or deviant sex,
more accurately.
When I was a kid, the news reveled in each new sex-scandal,
culminating with the
Stephen Milligan affair. I remember asking my Dad what auto-asphyxiation
was. He gave some long-winded scientific explanation, then paused
and said:
"The English are weird about sex. That's all you need
to know."
So I was hardly shocked when the Mosley scandal broke. After
obsessively perusing Punternet.com,
I hardly think paying a few women to dress up Third Reich-style
and some light spanking and bondage is that shocking. Certainly
not compared to the saddos that fork out for GFE.
Everything in the big smoke has gone kinky, it seems. From
the opening of S&M's
new café in Leadenhall Market to the upmarket bondagewear
from Fleet
Ilya to the fact that everyone I know is gagging (sorry)
to go to the next Killing
Kittens party.
Discretion, people. Look it up. It's a good thing.
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IBIZA THIS WEEK? COME PARTY WITH SOCO |
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| Agenda |
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| Spotlight |
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| Flashback |
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ARTS & CULTURE :
Someone Publish Me Goddammit
When I was growing up, there were three things that I wanted
to be: a vet, an author, and a professional footballer. Oh,
the naïveté of youth.
First fell the sportive aspiration (who knew that "most enthusiastic"
wasn't something to boast about?). And then my chemistry professor
announced that I was unfathomably incompetent, thus slaying
the countryside veterinary practice more or less on the spot.
Click
here for the full feature
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