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Weekender

Say goodbye to blandville, it's The Weekender, yeah? Yeah!

Posted by Liv Siddall,

It’s Mothering Sunday this weekend (yes, it’s too late to send a card, you’ll have to send a text again like last year) so the intro to this Weekender is Mother’s day themed. What could possibly sum up the tender, relentless love of a mother and child relationship than the fascinating lyrics of The Spice Girls’ 1996 club banger Mama:

She used to be my only enemy and never let me be free, 
Catching me in places that I know I shouldn’t be, 
Ever other day I crossed the line, I didn’t mean to be so bad, 
I never thought you would become the friend I never had, 
Back then I didn’t know why, why you were misunderstood, 
So now I see through your eyes, all that you did was love, 
Mama I love you, Mama I care, 
Mama I love you, Mama my friend, 
My friend 

I didn’t want to hear it then but I’m not ashamed to say it now, 
Every little thing you said and did was right for me, 
I had alot of time to think about, about the way I used to be, 
Never had a sense of my responsibilty 
Back then I didn’t know why, why you were misunderstood, 
So now I see through your eyes, all that you did was love, 
Mama I love you, Mama I care, 
Mama I love you, Mama my friend, 
My friend 

Best of the Site

There’s been a lot of crackers on the site this week, but our faves have got to be Bruce Mozert’s mindboggling underwater photography, our fascinating interview with the near-legendary photographer Giles Duley and the hilarious, truth-speaking TrendList Design Generator.

Best of Best of the Web

Apart from the usual influx of cat pictures and the hours spent scrolling through London Grumblr we collated some more cultural highlights in the shape of the history behind the Brooklyn Lager logo, Vice’s rundown of Buzzfeed’s shittiest lists ever and a token (but brilliant) Bowie feature from The Telegraph.

Best of the Rest

Seriously who cares what everyone else did?…joke! Fashion dream-weavers A.P.C launched their new and beautiful Tumblr, The Daily Mash wrote a pretty funny piece from the point of view of bacon, and Nate Thayer posted this rather depressing blog post about freelancing.

Tweet of the Week

“Last night someone told me my twitter sucks in person, but I was too drunk to remember it today, but whoever it was, f**k you.”

Don’t know who this ‏@geniuscontagion man is, but I hope he’s found that person and given them what for.

Drunk man setting fire to peanuts and trying to have sex with ambulance of the week

Yes, this is real life.

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    A 25-year-old man ‘in relatively high spirits’ on a night out in Barnstaple, Devon, tried to make love to an ambulance after punching then setting fire to a packet of peanuts in a telephone box.

Husband material of the week

Yep, this man can solve a Rubiks cube while juggling. If he can do this in the back garden, imagine what he can do in the…kitchen! Form an orderly queue ladies (behind me).

Shoehorning the fact that it’s Spring Break soon into the Weekender of the week

Yeah it’s raining in London, and probably throughout Europe. Guess what’s happening on Daytona Beach? It’s Spring Break. And It’s hot. Here’s a clip some guys made in the 80s of their own experience of Spring Break. Cars, babes, booze. Ticket for one please.

Bye now. Be kind to your mums.

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Posted by Liv Siddall

Liv joined It’s Nice That as an intern in 2011 and is now one of our editors. She oversees itsnicethat.com and has a particular interest in illustration, photography and music videos. She is also a regular guest and sometime host on our Studio Audience podcast.

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