Found this article from 2012. We are in 2018, yet the situation remains (or is actually even worse).
Every year we splurge on pointless, planet-trashing products, most of which are not wanted. Why not just bake them a cake?
(…) They seem amusing on the first day of Christmas, daft on the second, embarrassing on the third. By the twelfth they’re in landfill. For 30 seconds of dubious entertainment, or a hedonic stimulus that lasts no longer than a nicotine hit, we commission the use of materials whose impacts will ramify for generations. (…)
Just across the river, on the south bank (aka Margem Sul), one can find an idyllic place with some of the most amazing views of the city. Still not as crowded as the core historical centre of Lisbon, Cacilhas is just the right place to unwind and take some time off from the daily grooves.
It was my second time here and the excitement I got upon stepping off the cacilheiro was undeniably high. The derelict warehouses, the disrupted promenade, the grimy piers, the old-school neon, the bright yellow esplanade overlooking Lisbon… Everything here is settled in peaceful harmony.
Recipe for the perfect afternoon:
- If you have the sense of orientation of a slug, open Google Maps and locate yourself;
- Doesn’t matter where you are: just make it to the riverfront. Either walk or take public transport, it’s greener!
- Once you make, look for the iconic Golden-Gate-like bridge and make sure that the sun is still high above it;
- Head towards Pingo Doce (in Cais do Sodré) to buy some refreshments and snacks. Yes, it’s narrow and crowded but fear not!
- Quickly make your way to the maritime terminal, buy your return ticket and hop on the cacilheiro heading to Cacilhas. Take a deep breath and enjoy the views;
- Take a left once you disembark and walk along the promenade until you reach a green area next to a panoramic elevator;
- Lay down the blanket, place yourself comfortably, and be ready for an incredible sunset.
- Open your refreshment and Saúde!
Indeed, it gets quite gloomy when you enter in the lives of the inhabitants of Winden. The title couldn’t be more appropriate. Surrounded by deep, dark forests, Winden is a town in Germany full of mysterious
THE END OF THE F***ING WORLD
Netflix is a well-oiled marketing machine. Almost everything that is under its umbrella is highly scrutinised by the media and usually met with great receptiveness. The End of the F***ing World is not different.
A TV series premiered on the British broadcaster Channel 4 in October 2017 and it only gained international momentum once Netflix bought the rights to be aired beyond the Brexit Kingdom.
Short and thriving, The End of the F***ing World follows the story of James, a 17-year-old who believes to be a psychopath and kills animals for his own pleasure. Grown tired of such endeavours, he seeks for an upgrade: killing a human being.
Enters Alyssa, a cocky and grumpy girl who brings a breath of fresh air into James’ life. Mutual interest leads them to cut loose with their past and embark on a dark and indie (yeah, something) adventure through midland England. Blood, swears and tears and complete this package.
You get involved in the story from the get-go, and eight episodes of roughly 20 minutes each seemed too short. I was craving for more and the ending, albeit perfectly suiting the show, left many things without an answer. One way to unravel what might be in for a future season (unclear if that is going to happen… with Netflix, who knows?) is by reading the comic book by Charles Forsman, with the same name, in which the TV series is based.
Also worth noting the excellent photography and soundtrack.
Ahead of Christmas I came home to find this in the mailbox.
Written in German and addressed to me and my sister:
Liebe Catherina, Lieber Viktor, viele liebe Grüße aus sendet Euch Wilfried + Maia aus Ungarn. Danke für Euren Kartengruß gut zu wissen, dass ihr gut wieder in Portugal angekommen seid. Zu den Feiertagen alles Gute und ein gesundes Neue-Jahr 2018.
Mr. Wilfriend wrote us!