If there’s two things in this world I enjoy, they are Harry Potter and boozing. Like many others (I hope), I grew up with Harry, Ron and Hermione. I waited patiently for my Hogwarts letter on my 11th birthday, I queued with countless other Muggle-borns to purchase my yearly novel, and I suffered in indignity when the time came to say goodbye following the final film.
Not one to let go of anything dear to my heart, I have since amassed a collection of four wands – two of which I lost on nights out and had to re-purchase – a Slytherin robe, six Harry Potter tattoos and countless themed paraphernalia. I like Harry Potter. Whilst on this collective journey, I have also honed a taste for cocktails of all varieties and when two loves go hand in hand it is hard to ignore the ignition of the heart.
So once again, Harry (or whoever you may be), I must ask too much of you…
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So in the long dark days of the summer my mind tends to spend most of its time thinking about Harry Potter and chocolate. Sometimes at the same time. This has led me to have an epiphany so blowing of the mind that I felt the need to resurrect my blog simply to discuss it. Even if noone comments I might just start commenting on the post anyway with more HP musings as they enter my brain. Continue reading “a harry potter epiphany”
I’ve always been told I’m a pretty clever person. From a young age I had my head in a book (mainly Harry Potter) and there was actually a point (before my degree) when I considered getting a B as a failure. Yeah, I was that guy.
However, it has occurred to me as I approach my mid-twenties with caution that book smarts may not be all they’re cracked up to be. Perhaps I am an anomaly, but it would seem that being academically clever puts you just out of reach of common sense. I mean, I could hold a conversation about the structure of Milton’s Paradise Lost, but chances are I couldn’t give you a hand with navigating a washing machine. I’m the kind of person that walks into lamp posts on a regular basis. Continue reading “send help: i have no common sense”
I brewed up a successful batch of Polyjuice Potion, and became Hermione Granger (took me fucking ages to get right). Spent the day with Harry and Ron throwing shit at Filch’s cat, then had a go on Viktor Krum later on and was not disappointed.
Unsure on how I’ve still not got my name down for Hogwarts…
So I’ve waited all of five days to post about Harry Potter, and I think I’ve done quite well. As a few of you may know (hi mum), I’m a bit of a HP fan. I am, in fact, the proud owner of three wands, a cloak (Slytherin – haters gonna hate), and a small collection of tattoos – tokens of my appreciation for the boy who lived… Continue reading “an urgent plea: get me to hogwarts”