Tuesday, 23 March 2010
Monday, 8 March 2010
Ensconced Spatula: London's Word Festival
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Ensconced Spatula was one of the many words suggested to go in London's strangest poem. (Revealed at the end of the 4 week festival in an orgy of screen-print mayhem thanks to The Chip Shop). Should you fancy a board with the word of your choice hand printed then make your way up to the bar next week for a gentle afternoon with slam-wrinters and wordsmiths out East.
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