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welcome to pennyleebrown.com Penny Lee brown is a freelance writer, journalist and editor. After years of heartfelt teenage scribbles and elaborate school girl poems she realised that her future lay in the world of the ‘word pervert’.
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Restaurant - Diva Italiana New Authentic Tuscan Restaurant In Leeds Diva Italiana Bar & Trattoria in Pudsey is inviting customers to indulge in a world of succulent food with a Tuscan heritage and speciality wines authentically poured from the barrel, proudly served in carafes. The menu is delicately infused with moments of history as the owners vow to cook ‘like it used to be’. The humble style of cooking creates unexpected tastes for customers as they experience genuine examples of old age favourites................. Click here for full press release (.PDF)For further information please contact Samantha Lawrence |
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O2 Wireless Festival Preview Still buzzing off the atmosphere of last years event? Well you best get your festival togs on and your beer goggles at the ready because Harewood House is hosting the best O2 Wireless Festival yet. Being held on 15th, 16th and 17th of June its bigger and louder than before with an extra stage, oodles of Environmental issues sorted and possibly the best set of bands we’ve seen since the good old days of pre 2001 MTV2. That’s 3 full days of Rock, Indie and Electro to keep you out of trouble featuring White Stripes, Kaiser Chiefs and the pant-wettingly good Daft Punk headlining a night each. So, think you can handle it? Pop a pin in your festival map and get ready to pitch up at the stunning grounds around Harewood House for the beginning of the improved O2 Wireless Festivals stint of annual explosive music led weekends. Without a doubt there will be more than a few bands that you’d secretly like to lick the faces of including Queens of The Stone Age (yes, Itchy Leeds would lick the face of Josh Homme given a smidgen of a chance), Air and The Klaxons, not to mention the huge Mark Ronson (Itchy imagines a Mark Ronson shaped Stay Puft Marshmallow Man stomping through the fest) and in the organisers own words a ‘Yorkshire for Yorkshire’ line up including Kaiser Chiefs, The Cribs, Pigeon Detectives and many more planned for the newly introduced 4th stage this year. After a bit of cosmetic surgery and a personality adjustment the O2 Wireless Festival is offering pure ‘Fest-ness’ designed to induce matted and mussed up hair, camouflage make-up and massive sunnies to hide your beautiful sleep deprived peepers from the rest of the world. However, take heed hedonists of Leeds and afar… for this is no ordinary smash and grab affair. You can also contribute to the environment by making use of the £5 return shuttle bus from Leeds train station in the hope of cutting down on private transport and instead of trashing your tent in celebration of another successful ‘high as a kite’ festival, leave it there and it will be magically transported to Africa for charity. So now your armed and legless with all of the facts, don’t forget your Hawaiian Tropic and your fancy hat, take along a cheap tent (to leave un-trashed) and for poodles sake make sure you don’t forget your ticket or you’ll miss out on some of the hottest bands available. Take note White Stripes fans, this is a rare opportunity to see them due to Jack White's missus popping out a sprog and as QOTSA’s British tour history goes, we advise you take this chance whilst you can. Tickets are still available to purchase through www.o2wirelessfestival.co.uk. Hopefully now you get the general gist of the wondrous offerings of this years O2 Wireless Festival you will be sparking at the flint to get involved, so go now…go. If not, why don’t you just finish work on the Friday, pop round to Grannies house for a brew, pitch up on the pee-soaked sofa and have a wild weekend talking about your criminal Uncle Peter over a nice bit of lumpy cake ‘our Debs, Penny, James, Chris….. erm…I mean our Janice made’. -------------------------------------------------- |
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The Great Valentine’s Swindle What’s the most Clichéd thing about Valentines Day? I’ll tell you shall I? It’s writing about the clichés about Valentines Day. But, I’m going to do it anyway because for the first year ever I’m really confused by it all, overwhelmed in fact. Here I am living in Leeds, apparently one of the sexiest cities in the UK, living with the man I love, who is by the way, the sexiest man in the UK (har di har har) and I find myself completely out on a limb as far as what to do on the loveliest day of the year.
No, ‘tis true that the best time to appreciate Valentines Day is during your first serious (up to two months of course) relationships and best of all, long distance ones. The flowers, the cards, the chocolates- all of it. Its all so red and dramatic and new and simply gorgeous, and that’s it… that there, that’s what we miss when we inevitably have other money commitments and finally realise that we are being ripped off by the whole thing. We all used to think that old people were just bitter, rotten roses when they would say that it was just a money making event and a commercial scam but here we are getting crumbly about it too when the reality of it all hits us right in our romantic expectations. This is where my confusion has bubbled up from. I so want to feel the giddiness of being completely Stilton for one day of the year. I want to get some massive red, pink and silver balloons filled with helium and attach them to a helpless little teddy holding a juicy heart stating how much I love my man. The posh teddy will be accompanied by a skyscraper sized card with super 3D letters on the front and of course, another teddy stuck on there for good measures. Once the card is opened up and the cheesy sound of some old crooner announcing my love has played I want to take my man by his massive hands and lead him to the bathroom to find a rose petal filled steaming bathtub surrounded by Lush candles. So there you have it, that is what I want and that is what I have never experienced and that is possibly what I will never have. And, to be honest, as much as that is my dream Valentines Day I’m also pretty sure that I would feel like a complete fraud for dedicating as much money as it costs and as much effort as it takes to just that one day. Of course, if it were to happen there would be all sorts of sweet extras that would only end up bumping up the price even more. This week, after calling approximately one thousand, two hundred and seventy four restaurants, I was about as happy as Jack Tweed (Jade’s charismatic boyfriend, in case you’d already forgot) in any exciting situation to learn that it would cost between £30 and £60 each to get into any mediocre restaurant around our town on one of their Valentine ‘deals’. ‘Deals’… yes you did read correctly. That’s about as good a deal as turning up at Primark with a fiver and leaving with half an item. Surely, the ‘deal’ part of a romantic deal should be a more sumptuous menu accompanied by added extras such as roses on the table and a complimentary glass of wine surrounded by an atmosphere fit for falling in love in. Fair enough, charge a little extra for your troubles but come on... rip off. At the end of it all, I am a girl, a girly girl and if my guy wanted to go over the top I would dutifully feel like a princess and appreciate it for the rest of my life (well… at least a year of it anyway), there’s nothing better for a girl than to be showered with love and kisses along with all of the above brought to us with a smile but the thing is it just ain’t going to happen. So for us girls there are many pro’s and many con’s to an overt Valentine’s Day but luckily for me there’s one special man that has made me smile, caused me to laugh uncontrollably and from the start of my relationship has helped me to discover new things and re-assess my attitude to popular culture… Simon Pegg.
So there we have it, this Valentine’s Day in particular I say ditch the overdraft rape and stick to what you know. Cosy up in the cinema instead of getting ripped off at a poncy restaurant and lord it up at Nando’s afterwards… perfect I say. -------------------------------------------------- |
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And with the touch of an angel and the cheek of a monkey, Itchy prances through the streets of Leeds bragging at the top of its sultry voice “oi, people… what the hell are you doing? Let’s get involved” Don’t go thinking were some poncy guide that’s going to give you the simple facts about a place, if you want that then we don’t want you touching our sexy little cover. In Newcastle they have the Geordies and in London they have the cock-a-neys but in Leeds I do believe we have the best nick name of all… Loiners. With Loiners like comedy genius Julian Barratt, crazy Indie kids The Music and, of course, the ever popular (and bizarrely sexy) Chris Moyles we need to raise the profile and head for a revival of the word. As for many of the non- Leeds born readers of ours… be proud to live here because Leeds Met gained an award in 2006 from The Times Higher for ‘Outstanding Contributions to the Community’, which probably means that they are constantly contributing to the drunken nightlife, cutesy little vintage shops and of course the head-wear placed upon the statues in front of The Old Post Office every September. So, full of goodness and bursting at the seams with naughtiness, Itchy is your long lost soul mate. We’re the chum who has the skins, we’re the pal that knows the door staff and we’re the buddy that has a friend who knows someone that can get you the best table in the restaurant. Yes, we have landed in 2007 and we will make sure that your time in Leeds is the wildest, tastiest and most eventful episode of your life. There may be times when we all just sit in watching 80’s classics and eating plastic popcorn but you can guarantee that we’ll make up for it when the night after brings the sweetest cocktails, the sexiest bar staff and one hell of a hangover the morning after. Not just gossip fiends or secret tellers, we’ll give you the skinny on new shops or hidden gems in the cluster of restaurants and bars. Local designers Lisa Jayne Dann and James Steward have opened a new design lounge above the Victoria Quarter’s Aqua where the fashion perverts amongst us can pick up bespoke garments or fancy commissioned pieces. There’s new places to stay like Roomzzz with their serviced apartments, The Calls Grill is now an Argentinean steak house called The River Plate and if you’ve not been down to Norman in a while, get down, get in and get smooth with their new alpine look. Don’t ever let Itchy leave your side because without us, you’ll end up fine dining at a popular finger food style Scottish restaurant where every meal begins with Mc and drinking pop in a sweaty club surrounded by your untrustworthy friends, Cazbo, Shazbo and Dazbo all dressed in fake designer tat. Don’t do it to yourself and don’t do it to Leeds… live the dream plastic Loiners, live it good. -------------------------------------------------- |
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An alternative Xmas in Leeds Everyone does the same old bullshit at Christmas. So we’re not going to. What we want to do is to try and come up with some interesting ways that one might go about spending Christmas in your city. Dress Down Xmas Oooo party fantastic, everyone gets all glittery and golden around Xmas. The hand bags get smaller, the make- up gets heavier and the hair gets stiffer. There’s something about Xmas that makes us all forget about comfort. Yeh, yeh, we know, Xmas is supposed to be a really special time when we forget about the luxuries we’re used to and move on to better ones but why do we have to go through such an effort to receive them? Now, we can think of nothing more comfortable than our very own beds and that’s why this year we want to see hoards of party goers out in their PJ’s. You got it, go out in your comfiest slippers, pop on you pastel all- in- one and replace your fancy jacket with your wrap around fleece bed sheet. If anyone complains, tell them you’re a student and you’re out on fancy dress. Alternative Xmas dinner Around Xmas you’ll probably eat an allotments worth of veg and a farms worth of meat so no wonder you eat take- away for the rest of the year. You’ll need to eat dinner with your family, your friends and your work mates. It’s always the same when you eat out, everyone gets pissed up and by the time the starter finally arrives you can’t even be arsed to eat anything… but you still do and even though just a mere ten minutes ago you thought you’d throw up at the sight of food, you still complain when the plate of cold veg and plastic Turkey is shot on the table in front of you. Do something different this year and sort out a fiery alternative to the festivities and get involved in a little culture. Organise a meal at Viva Cuba or turn up the heat in Akbars. Maybe then we will be a bit more healthy for the rest of the year. See you on the flip side. Boxing day BBQ We don’t know about you but we are sick of eating nothing but Gammon sandwiches and Turkey Curry on Boxing day, in fact we’re pretty convinced that it’s those things that cause all of the arguments between loving families, not to mention that it seems the only time of year when it’s ‘ok’ to eat food that’s been left out for days on the kitchen side. We’re sick of it, and now that we are all grown- ups… we can do what the hell we like. That’s why this year we’ll be celebrating with a freezing cold ‘Barbie on the balcony‘. Yes that’s right, we are shunning mum’s gourmet Xmas home cooking, setting up the hot coals outside and tipping the day upside down with a bit of Aussie charm. Hell, why not pick up some hammocks and set them up around the house for a bit of Après BBQ slumber… Bonza. Ice Rinks? Look, we don’t live in New York and we sure as hell don’t live in London so why do we try and pretend we do when Xmas comes round? Ah, the romantic notions of ice- skating in the snow followed by a satisfying cup of Hot Chocolate in the city, all cosily wrapped up in our mittens and bobble hats… hello there, hi, this is Leeds. Why? Why should we try it when in reality you will probably fall over and end up with a dirty bruise on your arse and when you slip on your sweetest party dress for New Year it looks like a crack addicts day out? Well as far as we’re concerned you shouldn’t have to and neither should anyone else. This is the plan… find an ice rink and just go about your day as normal. If you need to cross Millennium square to get from one bar to the next, don’t feel like you should have to walk around the public area that’s inconsiderately covered in ice, go over it as you usually would. Just walk right over that massive rink as though it wasn’t there. If you really want to go all out, stage a protest against it, make banners and form a barrier around it only allowing children through (no- one will ever suspect that their bruises are caused by a dirty addiction… so they are allowed). -------------------------------------------------- |
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| Best alternative music policy Ah, there they go, trapped in their generic, predictable music bubble. Little do they realise that there are people out there that still use instruments to create music… yes, music. If you’d rather prance to The Kills, grind to DFA or rock to Queens of The Stone Age then check out the places that we recommend you get involved in. The Cockpit is Leeds den of alternative music, feeding our live bands addiction and soothing our dirty pretty souls. For something a lot darker, send your tainted love to its haven in Subculture to experience heavy rock and screaming lyrics. But if the idea of hell on earth sends you into a fit of frozen fear, pop on your fancy vintage dresses and skinny jeans and shuffle about in The Faversham for some Indie, Electro, Rock and Punk. We’re nearly there Leeds, just a little bit more cheese to sweep up and our city will be the colour of cool. -------------------------------------------------- |
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Ladies, with the party season upon us, there's nothing worse than the old spider's legs popping out when your trying to look sexy for your fella in your new La Sensa goodies. But beware, whilst shaving can leave you looking like you've been dragged through a nettle bush, waxing can feel like your insides are being slowly ripped out through the pores of your skin. Here's a few tips from the sweeties down at Mint to make the experience a little more bearable. Hurrah everybody, it’s finally acceptable for us all to pop on our best togs and rock up to the AA. Hell, why not take the kids along too, I guarantee they’ll love it, that good old family day out has finally returned and as for the teenagers who are bored stupid with nothing to do, running around the streets hugging their friends cos they cant get into gigs, send em along too. Nope, I’m not talking about Alcoholics Anonymous but a new event organisation that has got itself a passport and crossed the border from London. All Ages Concerts began life in the big smoke due to the lack of places for people of all ages to enjoy. AAC believe that music is such a huge part of teenagers lives that they shouldn’t have to miss out on the live music action that the rest of us enjoy over a beer. Of course it wouldn’t be fair to leave out the over 18s so they let them enjoy the shenanigans too. This type of event could cut out the kind of underage drinking and late nights that parents across Britain have sleepless nights over and, if they are cool enough, their kids can take them along. It would be a great way to bridge the gap and an attempt at instilling a sense of community into a large city like Leeds. Far from being like an afternoon at a school disco, the younger clientele are treated with as much respect as any of the adults and according to promoters things can get a bit wild with certain bands “After a constant stream of stage divers throughout the entire night, Les Incompétents’ final song saw bedlam unleashed”. Lets hope it goes down like that at The Faversham on Saturday 16th December from 2pm- 6pm, its open to 14s and over so squeeze into your skinny jeans, cake on the black eyeliner and shimmy on down. Add them on your myspace or just check them out for the line up on myspace.com/allageconcerts. Here at Itchy we love a bit of bedlam so combining the energy of youngsters with the music appreciation of adults, we think AAC have got one hell of a winning combination. Good luck with your innovations. Back in the gutter we go gossip heathens, it's rife this week and it's no hush hush affair. As I’m sure you've all seen in the Sundays', Emmerdale actor Ben Freeman has been shockingly accused of raping a sixteen year old girl whilst on holiday with his family in Barbados. Like life imitating crap art it seems that there may be no end to the troubled stars bad episodes. Freeman's character Scott Windsor went through similar trials in ITV's long- standing Yorkshire soap and has shocked his leagues of young adoring fans with this most recent indiscretion. Guess we won't be seeing him pottering about Kirkstall Morrisons looking all cocky for a while. -------------------------------------------------- |
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Ey up sweeties, Itchy is here to fill you in on the details of real life in Leeds. Now, I’m not messing around here, so you’ll find out what I’m loving and what I’m hating right now without sugar-coating the poison. First of all… McFly… yes… McFly. I’m sorry but I thought we’d all gotten over those little ‘Emo Pop’ puppets, so excuse me for thinking that we lived in a cool city but can we get a clue here please and next year get someone for the grown- ups too. Phew… that’s that over with but I have to mention the train from Headingley to Leeds. Now for those of you that get this train with me every morning you’ll be pleased to know that the conductor said that they are getting an extra carriage next month so we can stop feeling like a box of cigs under a Spanish sun. Onto the wonder stuff- bars. Call Lane is my new fave. Walking into Norman’s (36 Call Lane 0113 234 3988) last Friday felt like being zipped up into a Prada bag full of goodness, it’s a confirmed winter wonderland and they don’t mess about with drinks deals either, what you see is what you get. The City Centre is fab but don’t forget to look in the guide for places on the outskirts. The Millrace (2-6 Commercial Rd 0113 275 7555), in Kirkstall, is a diamond in the rough. They serve British food in tasty combinations like black pudding, pork knuckle (try not to think about that too much) and deep fried poached egg as a starter. Then once you’re too full too hold in your belly, head upstairs to the lounge for a cheeky cig and a bottle of wine. For something a bit different this week, I went for one of the weirdest experiences of my life. I lay practically naked inside of a giant egg, floating on mega salty water for an hour. I must say that I was dubious about the whole thing but after floating in pure darkness, and silence I was giddy with questions about when I can do it again and how much it will cost. The poor girl on reception must have thought I was losing it because I wouldn’t shut up afterwards about how awesome it was and that for the first five or ten minutes it felt like I was spinning. Give it a try at Just Float (64 North St 0113 243 3800), about ten minutes walk from the train station, its only £32 per session and it will take away the stress that city life pounds upon us. Keep watching this space gossip fiends, I’ve heard a rumour about a super- famous persons semi- famous sister, a pub and a major scuffle. Maybe its scary behaviour like this that ended her superb (hmm) acting career. Ill be sure to keep you posted. Take care of yourself… and each other… -------------------------------------------------- |
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Good news comedy lovers and wasters, if you don't already know I suggest you get involved because The Mighty Boosh Live DVD came out last Monday. I went to see the live show in Newcastle last year and me and my man couldn't wait to see it again after pissing our pants with giggles. The show has all of the old faves in it including "I'm ooold Greeeeeeegg, I got a mangina" (honestly... get involved), Naboo, Bollo and who can forget lairy American- Bob "I don't like cricket" Fossil. I'll leave a couple of the other characters as a surprise but believe me you'll freak out when you see them. Did you know that Julian Barratt aka Howard Moon was born in Leeds? he's funny as funk and he's one of us! hurrah. Right I think you should know that The Music are on at The Cockpit (Swinegate, 0113 244 1573) and I’m ridiculously sorry that I didn’t tell you all last week but the tickets went on sale on Saturday at seetickets.com, crashrecords.com or jumborecords.com. Good luck because I get the feeling that they’ll sell out pretty damn quick. Look out at the venue or online (the cockpit.co.uk ) for loads of other awesome bands because they are never short. I’ll see you all on the 9th December getting intimate with The Music. On to something completely different, and be prepared because I’m about to talk really dirty to you… filthy… wet… hot and smelly. smelly? Toilets you perverts… we leave that sort of talk till the sun goes down. So why toilets? Girls get sick of toilets being blocked up by the last of the toilet paper that they should be able to use, getting a wet arse when they sit on the side of the sink and of course the dreaded heel loving scraps on the floor that you end up dragging through the bar. Guys, well, I’m not sure exactly what guys hate about their toilets but I’m sure its much of the same. So believe it or not there is an award for sparkling loo’s doing the rounds and the winner of The Loo of The Year Award given by the British Toilet Association is… dum dum daaaaaaaaaam… Suburban Style Bar (5 Stainbeck Lane, Chappell Allerton, (0113) 237 4374). Not just any award but a five star award. So congratulations to you guys and keep up the good work. British Toilet Association… sorry… British Toilet Association… yes. Last weeks celeb gossip took place in The Star pub so if your up for seeing someone’s career go down the pan, apparently the ex- soap actress is a regular. This week I’ve got a bit of old gossip for you that should make people be more careful about what they get up to in their private time. A couple of years ago a certain Bradford sports star was out celebrating one of his stag nights in a northern town and let's just say that most of the guys weren't very genuine to their girlfriends that night. Punters in a well known student bar chain were shocked as the mighty men bought crates of alco- pops and enjoyed the ladies that went over to 'say hello'. So fellas beware, I know which lock in you went into afterwards and which girls (and how many) you were with. I'm no bully but Let that be a lesson to you. -------------------------------------------------- |
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Breakfast means something different for everyone, so here’s the skinny on where to get it your way. There’s nothing better, when ‘break’ing that sleepy ‘fast’, than to rock up to Bagel Nash for an amazing speedy treat. There’s a massive variety of choice, and for a quid you can buy an addictive cream cheese filling in any of their bagels. However, if you’re a party fiend of Headingley, and a trip into town would be too much for your delicate tummy, fill up on a full English at Brett’s to pump your body full of the greasy goodness that it needs. Although, this heavy food will probably not set you up for a day of “very important phone calls at the office ”, so if a healthy start is your bag, then Whistle Stop offers cereal packs, muesli with yoghurt or fresh fruit to take to with. Have a nice day now. -------------------------------------------------- |
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Quirky Decor Feature
There’s always something individual about the new bar in town that’s about as surprising as “I’ll have a pint … and your phone number” is to a barmaid. We scoured the depths of our ever changing city to bring you the kooky and quirky, the retro and metro and those full of goodness and childhood memories. So if you’re after something with the appeal of a back to back Button Moon and munchies session skip over to Fab Café. Don’t be surprised when you see a load of Daleks around, its not you… they’re really there. Alternative music mixed with the fine ornaments of a geeky teenage boys bedroom. For something a million times more classy, shimmy up to Normans on Call Lane. Chandeliers, wood ‘sauna’ style walls and the wintry feel of the toilets, give it our vote. For the more retro style, Baby Jupiter has the music, the décor and the atmosphere. -------------------------------------------------- |
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The Box Bar Home The Elbow Room Mook Dry Dock The Library Boutique 1–15 Hirsts Yard, Briggate Mon- Sat 4pm–2am, Sun 4pm–12.30am Puro Lounge Bar Chino Latino The Faversham
1-5 Springfield Mount (0113) 243 1481 For live music and a stylish interior The Faversham in one of Leeds best venue’s. Bad Sneakers is a punk, Indie and Electro style night held on Saturdays and other cool nights are held here most evenings. Comfortable and trendy during the day or on average nights, serving delicious food to the masses, when it fills up the areas for live music it feels as though you’re in the Manchester Evening News Arena. Check out Wednesdays Club NME night for the best of the best, new and old. Mon–Thu 12pm–2am, Fri- Sat 12pm–3am, Sun 12pm–1am The Mixing Tin Las Iguanas Oracle Barracuda The Fenton Woodies Ale House Evolution The Wardrobe Club Mission Pasta Romagna Trio Bar and Grill The Slug and Lettuce Sala Thai Amigos Casa Mia Grande Residence6 Leeds Bradford International Airport Virgin Active Pure Fitness Golf Fun and Games Oh my god, remember Quasar… ah remember Dodgems and bowling and prizes and everything. Phew calm down, lucky for us the Pikey’s stayed in town and built a massive house for all our childhood fav’es. Well… La Bowl isn’t exactly a Pikey Fair but it’s sparkly, brash and bright with a DJ playing all of the cheesy music you can think of and the best thing is that on weekends its open till late. Piew, piew, piew, zshooooom… zshoooom… ha ha oh that crazy Quasar… oh… ---------------------------------------------------
Well, well, well…it’s games you’re after huh? You must have just realised that there’s more to life than USP’s, RAJAR’s, BMS’s and JRN’s…
‘IMDB U make the T’ Stupidly easy and less open wounds than ‘last one up the stairs!!!’ way of deciding who makes the next brew. The problem with this game is that it’s as addictive as a few tubes of burning hot UV and the twisted sense of achievement we get from tanning.
‘Who the DMX Partied up?’ Right at the beginning of DMX, Party Up you here ‘whoooo’. What you need to do here is take turns and replace the whooo with one definitive word or phrase that a colleague always uses. Everyone else has to guess who you’ve just done. You get a point if someone gets it, lose a point if no- one does and they get a point for guessing it. Warning: pennyleebrown.com does not encourage office bullying, you worthless sods
Yellow car (window neccessary) First to spot the yellow car gets a point. False claims result in minus a point including “yell… oh man!”
Who am I? The age old, ‘famous name on a post- it note on your forehead’ game
Office Olympics Things like ‘first around the office on your chair without touching the floor’ type events
Dale or no Dale Shouting ‘Dale’ repeatedly a la Alan Partridge’s “Dan” at anyone out of the window … “Dale?………. Dale?…….…….. DALE?…………….. Dale?………………DALE?............ DALE!................DALE!?”
Office 007 Self explanatory, make use of staplers and promo materials
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