happy halloween

some real gems in the pub tonight.

apple fest

went to an apple festival and met some country folk that were pretty serious about their 5 a day. there was even a guy in white mickey mouse gloves with a massive apple collection hawk eying us in case we touched one. he had a creepy glint in his eye too, i'm 90% sure all those apples were getting touched inappropriately behind closed doors. our cider has acquired a nice layer of mold which we were worried about but i managed to get a chat in with a bohemian norfolk cider veteran who assured me it was fine and although he seemed put out by me asking him questions he gave me his home number and told me to call him if we have any problems which was nice. to celebrate our poison not being polluted i touched a horse on the face.

serving suggestion

drink this...

eat these...

and feel like this...

ghostbusters boob

bulgarian holiday?

this poster is such a photoshop disaster.

fish & chips and rock & roll

we've re-printed the fish & chips and rock & roll tee with a twist, it's now a beautiful vintage looking t-shirt that will have all the boys and bitches floor jawing. if you're a classy mo fo' why not head over to bespoke boutique and get some fresh pant to accompany it. this fine english classic is now available from the dirt box shop with free postage worldwide, yes even germany...descriminaway.

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congratulations adam kola

our man mr kola picked up the 'recognition award' at the first ever uk rolling awards. he was wearing the db murker on the red carpet with some jimmy choo's. he's on tour at the moment so keep an eye on his blog to see what he's getting into.

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smoke cock

smoke crack

home groan

me (samuel) and james have been talking about making cider for about two years now. usually these discussions are held at the pub and by the next morning the enthusiasm has worn off and we end up watching 5 hours of how to videos of youtube for no reason. we had the traditional drunk cider making conversation when i got back from america last week and then the traditional lagging ensued until three days later when james called me saying he'd acquired an apple press, which it turns out was all the motivation we needed to get the job done. after a day of twatting apples off of trees on precariously balanced ladders we had everything we needed to make our poison. today we cut, pulped and pressed all the apples and now we have four gallons of juice that in six months will hopefully make an entire week vanish from the calendar. i'll keep you updated on the progress of our attempt to make one of england's finest liquids.

the mainlander

the one and only lee mainland showed up in norwich today for catch up chats and some lurking around some of the finer local boutiques. always a treat to see our lee.

golf friday

new favorite pass time after a hard days work; whacking some balls at the driving range. could this be the beginning of a new love affair, could this mean dirt box golf shoes and trousers ?

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bad assid now available

the bad assid t-shirt is now available exclusively from bespoke boutique snap it up while you can because once they're gone there's no replays. it's perfect for carrying out day to day bad ass stuff and even better when the edges of buildings start to wobble on a hot day...just don't eat salt and vinegar crisps in it the day after.

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gallery updates

on the way, just a few more films to scan.

home sweet home

last dance with mary jane

it was our last day so we decided to take a trip to mel's drive-in and get some good food. after an hour and a half of feasting on burgers, ribs, milkshakes and curly fries we wandered around some record stores and went to get some souvenir ink stabbed into our arms. that night we went for some beers and then hung out at lonnie's, there's an ihop on the bottom floor of lonnie's apartment so in the early hours of the morning we ended up in there attempting to cure some chronic munchies. then to end the night we got involved in the funniest/most awkward elevator situation ever. the next day we packed all our stuff, said our goodbyes and headed for the airport. i managed to get one block with my bag before one of the wheels fell off and i had to drag it the rest of the way which was a great start to the journey. when we got back to england we realised we'd lost our bus tickets which meant a last minute internet session and mad sprint to the finish line. it's been an amazing month and we'd all like to thank brandon, liz, john and everyone else that we met for their hospitality and some killer memories. now it's time to sleep for a week and then try and acclimatize to english winter again.

brrruurrpp buy ring

went out and got some breakfast at a diner before our last session filming with brandon. lonnie, victor, jeremy and rodney came out to meet us and we went to a few spots around LA. lonnie was rocking some hybrid xsjados with a brake on the back and doing some wild skids which made me miss the days of roller hockey and airborne knee slides. after that we headed to venice beach to get our tourist on and chill for a bit. there were some crazy people about, my favorite was a jamaican guy that jumped off a chair onto some glass but made it into a massive show so you didn't think he would do it but then in the end he did and fucked his feet up. that night everyone was pretty beat so we went to the cinema and watched moon which was a weird film, still can't decide if i liked it or not.

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king taco gut

woke up early and headed over to lonnie's with brandon to help him and victor pack the last of the too faded orders. when we got back from UPS there was another parking ticket waiting for us, this time only $50 though and the car was still there so as far as tickets go it was one of the best so far. it was too hot to skate so we killed a bit of time by going to a thrift store and buying a rack of brand new designer jeans to then sell to another store in an attempt to make the money for the parking ticket. later in the afternoon we hit a few spots around LA and then spent the evening in a big concrete park. we stopped by king taco on the way back which lived up to it's name but came with some side effects. when we got back the cat had popped lee's air bed again which he wasn't very pleased about because by this point he had spent about $60 dollars on them and didn't want to buy anymore, we had to go out after that to perk up the deflated mr mainland. some killer european dance moves and many thimbles of american beer had him back to his chipper self in no time.

happy birthday alan gallacher