
Friday, 17 February 2012
Introducing Ben Howard

Saturday, 11 February 2012
The power of the golden balls

The perfect torso? Check. Enough tattoos to fill a small child’s entire body? Check. Millions of pounds in the bank? Check. A family man? Check…I could go on, but I won’t.
As you can probably tell, I’m slightly obsessed with Mr Beckham, an obsession which has reared its ugly head once again since he re-entered my life wearing nothing but his crisp white boxer shorts. David seems to be one of those lucky guys that gets more handsome with age. Looking back at his disastrous hair styles and outfit choices over the years who would have thought that at the tender age of 36 he could become an international sex symbol once again?
David’s success lies in his ability to appeal to an extremely wide audience. Men like him for his long and successful football career and us women love him because he looks beautiful in his underpants. David Beckham/Golden Balls/ Becks/Davey Baby, (whatever you wish to call him) will always remain a household name. I’m definitely no expert, but I believe that it is this close relationship that David has with his UK fans that makes his projects away from the pitch so successful. Many of us feel like we have grown up with the Beckham’s and for this reason alone we feel obliged to check out the couples latest fashion campaigns.
A pair of £7.99 pants and apparently you can have your very own golden balls…you should be so lucky. An example of image lead false advertisement at its very best, but its okay, because its David Beckham and for this reason all shall be forgotten.
Sunday, 5 February 2012
A typical Bernard’s watch moment
University life comes with its ups and downs, and I’ve certainly had my fair share of both. But one thing’s for sure, it teaches you how do be independent, a case of sink or swim, man up or go home! The sudden realisation that you can no longer depend on your parents to do everything makes you wake up and realise that the grown up world is far from simple. Bills, washing, cleaning, cooking, money…it’s tough.
July marks the start of a new chapter in my life and although I don’t want this story to end, I know that nothing lasts forever; after all there’s only so long I can play the ‘student’ card for. Memories last a lifetime and with hundreds of photographs from the last three years, I’m sure I shall never forget the drunken haze of first year or the wonders of Just Dance on the Wii, before a night out.
The last three years have been everything I could have ever hoped for, and I shall be extremely sad to say goodbye to student life. My aim for the next five months is to make every moment matter, allowing me to walk away in July with a smile on my face, confident that I have put everything into my time at university.
Hello Library, it’s time to get my geek on!