chavtastic yet enjoyable things

marks and Spencer cake in a jar - guilty yum

 

I refuse to use “chavtastic” as a descriptor and, in any event, am not sure it would capture exactly the right kind of petty english class-based sneer in this case, but:

the paintings of Jack Vettriano. They’re good. Not as good as those of his hero Edward Hopper, but good. I’d have one on my wall just to wind up class-anxious w**kers.

Check out this absolute bogshite: https://www.theguardian.com/profile/joshspero

I note how much more successful Vettriano’s career as an artist was than Josh Spero’s as a writer (he’s a section editor at the FT these days).

I just learned that the artist’s real surname is not actually Vettriano, despite an italian surname being quite plausible for a man from western Scotland due to the famously dense Italian diaspora in those parts.

Sorry, this particular bit of absolute bogshite:

https://www.theguardian.com/artanddesign/artblog/2007/jul/18/vettrianosartisnotfitfor

Much like Big Macs and Nuts magazine, I don't mind Jack Vettriano's work existing - I just wish it carried a health warning.“

Sorry m8, bad start - already chundered.

I like Big Macs. I never bought Nuts magazine but I wouldn’t mind betting that one lonesome, jizz-encrusted back issue constitutes a greater contribution to journalism than the entire life’s work of Josh Spero.

They’re awful. Shockingly bad. But I read an interview with the actress Orla Brady where she said she’d been a model for an anatomy book he’d done, which made him mildly more interesting. Obviously not in the same sphere as Hopper.

there is absolutely no respect in which John Lewis interiors are working class

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Nuts and Zoo were good easy reading hungover on a train back from some kind of bantz filled weekend.

As for chavtastic stuff that's enjoyable Subway and Dominos.

I didn’t realise anyone actually read nuts and zoo, thought they were basically for people too embarrassed to buy porn mags. Which is why they died a death when the internet became widespread;

maxed-out sky sports subscription definitely belongs on this list

the first and only time I bought a house - 2007 - I phoned Sky and booked them three months in advance to make sure they could be there the day I moved in. I wanted to sit in my new house watching the premier league in glorious widescreen the day I moved in. And I did.