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Outlander and Why the Internet Means There’s No Such Thing as a Guilty Pleasure Anymore

I was recently told by my partner, in a roundabout way, that I watch an inordinate amount of rubbish, nay embarrassing, television. I felt naturally affronted, but in all fairness I knew exactly what he meant. I fall into every cliché going when it comes to what’s on the box: I’m a sucker for period dramas, female-centred comedies, romance, and the dorkiest of dorky fantasy. I am that person whose Netfilx recommended list features categories like ‘Period Dramas with a Strong Female Lead’, ‘Romantic Comedies Featuring a Strong Female Lead’, and ‘Cult Classics with a Strong Female Lead’. Read More >>

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Best of the Spiels 2014: Your Finest Rants, Raves and Ruminations

Another year draws to a close, and another 12 months passes in which you all proved that Gizmodo UK has the best readers in the world. Engaged, funny, argumentative and insightful, you've kept us on our toes, called us out on our missteps and kept the Giz UK comment section livelier than a Weatherspoons at last orders time. Well done you. Read More >>

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The World Couldn’t Give A Toss About Your ‘Senior’ Job Title

Every time someone introduces themselves as a senior developer, senior designer, senior whatever, I cringe. Perhaps in some jobs it's a title that is used correctly, but my experience in developing software is that it's almost always applied for the wrong reasons. Read More >>

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I Helped in the Fight to Save the Birthplace of British Skateboarding

The act of skateboarding offers an opportunity for people of all ages and backgrounds to meet and enjoy a meaningful pastime in a uncontrived and organic way. Southbank is the main skate spot in London and is therefore a beacon for this ethos. Read More >>

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The Droning Sounds of John Cale’s Quadcopter Orchestra

John Cale was infatuated with drones long before western superpowers realised they were a particularly convenient way to bomb foreign countries. The Welsh musician can largely be credited with helping to bring the 'drone' sound to popular culture, dating back as far as his work in the 1960s with La Monte Young’s Theatre of Eternal Music and central to one of the Velvet Underground's best-known tracks in Heroin. Read More >>

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Frozen Eggs or Frozen Careers? Why Facebook and Apple’s Fertility Options are Still a Raw Deal for Women

Only in the last couple of years have I really thought seriously about whether or not I would like to have children. I’m now in my late twenties, and it’s becoming all too clear that the physiological egg-timer has been turned over, year-by-year working against me. I know I’m not ready, and I can’t imagine being ready any time soon. I’ve got things to do, people to see, adventures to have, but I’ve really only got about 10 more years to realistically squeeze all of that into if I want to have a child. Read More >>

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I Took a Bath in a Giant Tub of Beer, for My Health

The Czech Republic is a nation renowned for its beer. The home of Pilsner, with first class breweries everywhere you turn, you're as likely to find a great place to stop off for a pint on its street corners as you are to see a Starbucks or McDonalds in the UK. However, for my recent trip to the Czech Republic I wanted to go one better than just getting sloshed drinking beer – I wanted to bathe in the stuff. Read More >>

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Hey, I’m New Here – What’s Good?

So it’s been two days. I am jet lagged from chasing “ghosts” in New Orleans. My assorted ‘desk stuff’, from Chinese worry balls to a Tomytronic Thundering Turbos I picked up on a whim on eBay, is still boxed up around me. Oh, and I appear knee-deep in what seems to be an underground green-tea ring that someone was running. Read More >>

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The Story of How I Sold Myself on eBay, and Ended Up Editing Giz UK

OK, it wasn't as straight-forward as the headline implies, but this little-known (mostly because I lie) story describes how I got my foot in the tech-blogging door and ended up launching and editing the very site you're reading this on. Read More >>

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‘Picking the Low-Hanging Fruit’ is Harder Than You’d Think

There I was, in the dirt, on my hands and knees with the sun belting down on my shoulders, the heat magnified by an expanse of polytunnel above. My fingers were stained with the juice of countless strawberries, my thighs and calves burning with strain, and all I could think to myself was “how did I get myself into this?” Read More >>

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A Designer’s Quick Guide to Being a Designer

What I've found is that most people's idea of a graphic designer is someone who pretends to work hard; wears overly skinny jeans, rides a fixed gear bike, and obsesses over Bastille's Dan Smith. In other words, someone who has it very easy and farts around a lot. The truth is, graphic designers are a very diverse bunch and more importantly, designers are constantly being pushed and expected to do more in their roles. Read More >>

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The Flattery — or Infuritation — of a Friend’s Fandom

I'm fairly new to this blog writing game. It was something I looked to after some recent advice from various friends when I found myself wanting to amp up my employability, and add a few more strings to my sadly lacking bow. I liked the idea of getting myself Out There, wherever that was, and flexing a writing muscle that had been inactive for a pretty long time. So I got down to business and set one up on Wordpress. Read More >>

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Wading Through the Shit: Why I Hate Telling People I Work at a Sewage Farm

Irritation can take many forms, from listening to tinny music on bad headphones to enduring being served by over-trendy hipster baristas in over-trendy coffee shops. Read More >>

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How to Solve a Problem Like the Rush Hour

Rush hour. For some it's an '80s classic by Jane Wiedlin featuring a bizarre array of dolphins for no apparent reason. For others it's Jackie Chan and Chris Tucker belting their way through two fun action comedies. Also a third action comedy which we don't speak of. Ever. For millions of people though rush hour is the sequence of events where you attempt, in a sort of live action version of Marioland, to fight your way from home to work in the morning. It's also a problem that, in London especially, is getting worse. Though we're probably better off than in Tokyo, where a team of half a dozen station officials lovingly shove you into a carriage. Read More >>

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Trapped in Bed Under the Weight of Sleep Paralysis

My eyes are open, scanning the room for the weight that's holding me down. It is night. I've been sleeping. I try to move, but nothing is working – arms, legs, my body is leaden. I open my mouth to call for help but nothing comes out. I scream and scream, in silence. Am I dead? Read More >>