Oh yeeeaaaaaaaaaa. The Fresh Food Group has finally landed.
After a long awaited period of administration, preproduction, consumer demographics, opinion polls, market research, gerbil tickling and other strenuous preparations, we are live.
The FFG is fundamentally a place for fresh thought. Sharing interesting, odd, subversive, wonderful, intense, terrible clap-trap with anyone who is willing to listen. The only rules are that there are no rules and we don’t play by anyone’s rules, not even our own. But that would be acknowledging that there are rules, so I guess there are rules but we don’t play by them – except the rules of gravity and language. If we didn’t play by the rules of language then this blog would read somewhat like this…
Buppydaboopee firgleman scheeeethin6y phillipoteemoth go ni beeetomish.
Ok that was more fun than I thought. Might have to actually go around London speaking to people in that language, pretending to ask for directions. ANYWAY… no rule playing apart from rules unavoidable in compliance with rule 1, there are no rules… I give up.
