by Faye Reeve | Jun 5, 2025 | a little bit odd, a little bit odd latest
Background If you lived in London in the years approaching 1970 you might have noticed a new type of bird in the sky. Not a wood pigeon or a crow, but a bird with a bright green back and a red beak — parakeets. The ringneck parakeet is originally native to...
by Freya Vye | Jun 4, 2025 | a little bit odd, a little bit odd latest, Home Page, Latest, latest homep
Welcome to 2025, where children can start a business, be a passenger in a self-driving Uber and download an AI boyfriend with better chat than most of Year 10, but they’ll soon need a government-issued ID just to watch a hamster dancing on Tik Tok. This December,...
by Darcie Peskir | Jun 4, 2025 | a little bit odd, a little bit odd latest, Latest, latest homep
You’re driving along a long, dark stretch of road in the middle of Devon. It’s late, you’re tired, yet you notice the streetlamps begin to flicker ominously. Suddenly, your steering wheel swerves left sharply, the tires screech, and your car is flung viciously off the...
by Freya Vye | Jun 3, 2025 | a little bit odd, a little bit odd latest, Home Page, Latest, latest homep
We take a look at the first season compared to the latest season seven to see if everything really is soooooo Black Mirror. How similar has Black Mirror stayed to its original season? We’re taking a look at what has become a more integrated part of our reality from...
by Faye Reeve | Jun 2, 2025 | a little bit odd, a little bit odd latest
On a rainy day in April, sat in a Boston Tea Party, Faye Reeve sits face to face with the reincarnation of King Arthur Pendragon. Born in Wakefield and given the birth name “John Timothy Rothwell”, Arthur Uther Pendragon changed his name to that of the medieval...
by Darcie Peskir | May 30, 2025 | a little bit odd, a little bit odd latest, Latest
You take out your favourite lip products, hoping, praying for some relief. Your lips are cracked, sore, and all you want right now is for them to stop stinging. Ahhhhh – solace at last! Until one hour later. What if I told you that your little trusty tubes of...
