Webcurios 11/09/26

Reading Time: 41 minutes It is frankly terrifying to me that we are 14 years from Danny Dyer’s seminal 11-year anniversary commemoration of 11/9 (look, it’s been 25 years, let’s reclaim the fcuking date structure shall we?) – SO LIKE SANDS THROUGH THE HOURGLASS ARE THE DAYS OF OUR LIVES, EH??? Anyway, I went to Helsinki (my main takeaway, by the way, was FCUK ME do the Finns drink; I am a man who is comfortable admitting that he has a…troublingly-symbiotic relationship with booze, but even I was taken aback by the number of people (grown adults! One in a fcuking TUXEDO!) who I saw on what I assume was a Normal Saturday in Helsinki being sick on the streets and in bins. I was in one bar in which a grown woman at one point just sort of toppled backwards into a table, overcome by drink, at which point the friendly bouncer righted her, checked she didn’t seem to be concussed and then offered to get her another drink, which, well, is that ok? Hm) and then I came back, and now England’s…