Monthly Archives: August 2010
My amazing stock control reared its ugly head again today leaving my cups without their shiny protective helmets. There is nothing more undignified than a flat white with its latte art hanging out all over the place.Thankfully the lovely guys … Continue reading
My mate Angus is the director of streetcoaching.com and has kindly offered free 15min coaching sessions at the Brewed Boy van this Friday. He will walk you to work and help you figure out how to get where you want … Continue reading
The Brewed Boy book exchange is like one of those time-lapse films of a shifting tide or a setting sun. The books shuffle about on the shelf behind the machine – covers familliar, welcoming me every morning when I open. … Continue reading
Rascal is a regular at the van. He has an under-bite and an appetite for destruction. He once ate the pull-tags off a pair of trainers. He puked them up a couple of days later. Brewed Boy endorses this behaviour.
It is a typical SoHo scene. Empty milk crates strewn across the labyrinthine streets – a telling sign of the dairy addiction crisis bringing this inner-city paradise to its knees. David once did CGI animation on Hollywood blockbusters but after … Continue reading
It was nice and it was quiet. There was a lonely puddle so I made a boat out of a milk bottle and gave it a coffee bag sail. Great creative atmosphere just missing some visitors.
Just had to wipe the messages people left on my blackboard at the Port Eliot Festival. Was a couple of weeks ago but I still feel gutted it’s over.
When I started working on the streets of SoHo I was worried the den of iniquity would suck me in and turn me into a peep-show-dwelling creature of the night constantly feasting on cheap women and triple-cut coke. Turns out … Continue reading
My friend Louise made me this as an early birthday present. I love it!
So I offered to customise my customer’s cups with cartoonesque creations. Olivia is a star and Chris is apparently a bit of a smurf. Do I have too much time on my hands? Well yeah so what?