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Skull Gang Foraging Club: Storming Castles

The Skull Gang love castles, but what they don’t like is paying twenty quid to get into one. So they stormed one in Kent.

Skull Gang Foraging Club: Damsons In Distress

From here on in it’s pretty much a fruit fiesta. Apples, elderberry, sloe, blackberries, fruit is everywhere. And fruit is the central ingredient in jam.

Skull Gang Foraging Club: Foraging Firearms From France

The Skull Gang (all of them) went to France and somehow procured a firearm, the tricky thing was ‘foraging’ it back into the country with them.

Skull Gang Foraging Club: Wild Wales

Foraging the Welsh for all they are worth.

Skull Gang Foraging Club: Field Day Forage

This week the Skull Gang forage for drugs at Field Day

Skull Gang Foraging Club: Flower Fritters

Grandpa Charlie used to make Elderflower wine each Christmas. He drank it throughout the day, until he fell forward out of his chair and slept on the rug.

Skull Gang Foraging Club: Lurchie Gets Wet For Fennel

Fennel is pretty special. You can use it to steal fire from the gods. It was one of the nine sacred herbs of Woden (the pagan dude with one eye)

Skull Gang Foraging Club: Seafood STI’s

We had come for their oysters. Apparently Whitstable oysters are some of the best in the world. The only oysters on sale were Irish ones. Ireland is a long way from Kent.

Skull Gang Foraging Club: Horses, Horses, Horseradish

Horseradish can be found around London quite readily, but this horseradish was found near horses to take the equestrian vibes to unknown levels.

Skull Gang Foraging Club: Ramson Radness

The Skull Gang went to Cambridge to hunt for ramsons (wild garlic). They walked on their grass, ignored their signs, and foraged the fuck out of their land.


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MUSIC.

Dakota’s recommendations: Red Cross.

Dakota loves punk and hates Thom Yorke.

GENERAL.

Chat Roulette.

Everyone is jumping on the chat roulette bandwagon at the moment so we thought we would as well. For anyone who doesn’t know what it is, it’s basically a glorified…

ART.

Old Joy.

Old Joy is a frustrating film, but that’s not necessarily a bad thing. It’s just it’s one of those movies whose success is entirely dependent on the frame of mind…