Since the dawn of time, the Daily Mail has been a fine source of unbiased and well-balanced news journalism*. They also do a nice line in bingo scratchcards and Bible Code revelations, but last week we were most interested in their little review of the smoothie market. It gave us great swelling joy that they described our seasonal recipe for autumn as having "a refreshing tang, ideal for perking you up after a night on the razzle" and gave it nine out of ten, the highest mark awarded. Too kind.

Fashion-trainered, tongue-pierced prime ministers of the future, constructing strange things out of 2 litre plastic bottles and spent biro casings - students, we salute you. Not only do you spend your lives doing things that the rest of us can only dream of (deconstructing Wittgenstein, wearing gowns and mortar boards, sleeping till 4pm etc), but you now have innocent drinks all over your colleges, universities and other seats of learning. We are very excited about the thought of helping to keep you, the future of the country, healthy and wise this winter. So excited in fact, that we want to give away three cases of our drinks to the students who send us the best pictures of our drinks in ludicrously stereotypical student settings i.e. in the middle of a lard drenched kitchen or perhaps whilst pulling a face behind an overbearded lecturer.

Please include some sort of evidence that you are a student, and send your pictures to leavejugglingtocircusfolk@innocentdrinks.co.uk by Friday 10 October. Remember, your pictures must somehow feature one of our bottles.

To look at the winners of last week's drinks, click here to see Graham's lovely healthy food (shepherd's pie and peas).

We are sport-mad here at Fruit Towers. Some of us like football, some of us like naked darts and there are a few keen cyclists here as well. But the sport that most people actually seem to play against each other is tennis, which brings us on nicely to the formation of the innocent Open Winter Tennis League. The inaugural match was played this weekend, and if you click here you can read a match report and everything.

Ed's moustache has gone and there aren't really any other new developments in the area of facial hair. But we did get some new flowers today. Look at them here.

This week's cultural recommendation is a free exhibition of photography on the theme of Freedom at the AOP Gallery, 81 Leonard Street, London (nearest tube Old Street). The exhibition "aims to challenge perceptions of modern day slavery by presenting a mixture of images based on the theme of freedom. The selection will explore personal interpretations of freedom while simultaneously offering challenging insights into the lives of enslaved people." Sounds a bit too clever for us, but we hear that the pictures are worth seeing. The exhibition ends on 15 October.

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Last Monday night we had a very good time. We made up new words, did some air guitar and won a prize, all of which we're very proud of. The prize we won was that of Young Entrepreneur of the Year at the Entrepreneur of the Year awards. Lots of innocent people shoehorned themselves into posh frocks/fancy trousers to attend the awards and listen to Richard's nice acceptance speech, in which he uttered the word 'hypothetate' (the Oxford English Dictionary defines this as what happens when one hypothesizes after a couple of jugs of red wine). Of course, you can only hypothetate for so long, which is why we eventually went and danced to the band, and why Barney threw some crazy shapes on the dancefloor. Oh dear.

You can read more about the awards here, and be sure to look at the large version of the picture so you can see Adam and Richard looking very proud.

Summer is a distant memory. Sunlight is weaker, leaves are browner and bikinis are, well, less practical than they were a few weeks ago. But never fear. One of our innocent missions is to be automatically sunshine whenever we get the chance, a bit like Diana Ross. So here are some pictures of our summer roadshow, during which we gave away millions of samples of our drinks, met our lovely stockists and generally had a bit of a laugh with everyone we met.

We'd also like to say thanks to everyone who went out and gave away the drinks for us (Ben, Jessica, Lia, Gavin, Phil, Rachel, Fraser, Catherine, the three Mikes, Victoria, Caroline, Emma, the two Matts, Natalie and Caroline). The fact that we only missed one day's sampling (due to the death of a cat, sob) says loads about our beautiful innocent samplers.

Like, wow. Our Ed has told us about this amazing place in Camden that sells our drinks. It's called the Dream Temple café and it's quite hard to find, but if you look hard enough, you'll get there (it's in the Camden Stables bit). The people who run it are very friendly and will even make you some special mushroom tea if you ask nicely. Deluxe vibes guaranteed (man).

Speaking of mushroom tea and other such vices, here is an update on our attempts at giving stuff up.

• Brett gave up cigarettes and is still smoke-free.
• Nina gave up dying her hair and is staying natural.
• Mat H gave up white bread, pasta and potatoes and is still free of bad carbs.
• Daisy gave up kissing but hasn't stuck to it.
• Dani gave up her boyfriend and is still single.
• Dan G gave up drinking and is still boring/sober.
• Ed gave up shaving the moustache area. But he shaved and we're quite sad about it.
• Mat A gave up being lazy. He says he'll actually get round to it some time next week.
• Mike has given up giving up and is now back to normal.

Somebody has stolen the vase that we usually put the flowers in. Please, this may seem like a small issue to you, but it means that we are having to use the big jar that we usually put teabags in as a stopgap measure. So if you know who's got it, please grass them up via the banana phone 020 8600 3939. Thanks.

We know it's cold out, so we thought we'd take you back to the hottest weekend of the year, which was incidentally when we had our nice Fruitstock festival in the park. For it was at Fruitstock that the stars aligned, the fates conspired and some cherubs sauntered up from Camden Town tube station to shoot arrows at a nice girl called Alex and a tall, blond, blue-eyed boy called Maurice, who had never met before. True romance was born on that weekend of skin-frying sun, and it gives us great pleasure to say that Maurice and Alex are still going strong, visiting the cinema, getting all dreamy-eyed over some peri-peri chicken down at Nando's and doing whatever else it is that a young courting couple might get up to. Which can only be a good thing.

Hats off to the man in a plastic box. But we have our very own American master of illusion here at Fruit Towers, and his name is Will Hartley. Click here to witness his amazing 53 day stint of hanging upside down from our bannisters wearing only a pair of old brown boots, a tshirt and some jeans. During his ordeal, he was forced to eat Marmite sandwiches every hour on the hour and listen to Chas'n'Dave on a continual loop, both of which drove our San Franciscan friend to question his own sanity. Happily, Will came through it like a trooper, and is currently reacclimatising to normal life at home, watching re-runs of Happy Days and eating big bowls of Jell-O and toooooona fish.

We won a prize last week. It was the Marketing Effectiveness award for the most effective food and drink marketing, and we beat some quite big companies like Fanta and Mars. Dan went by himself to get the prize, which was quite scary, but his beard made him feel safer.

Being fans of the classic Cannon & Ball film "The Boys in Blue," ripples of excitement were felt throughout Fruit Towers last week, when we received a glowing e-mail from a nice policeman. Unfortunately, we cannot divulge his name or exact location as he was rather worried about being charged with drinking one of our drinks whilst on duty. Well we're not giving any information away, but it may be wise to use the special innocent handshake* should you get nicked in the Northamptonshire area in the future.

There's always one person who is full of useless but quiz-winning information. Yes, that's right, we decided to test this theory for innocent's very first pub quiz. Dan "Give me a "P" please Bob" Shrimpton was our quiz-master for the night, and dished out such sweat-inducing brain-busting questions as "Who shot JR?" and "Name the lead lovers in Grease." Surprisingly enough, there were losers, who each went away with a fetching carriage clock and dictionary, whilst the winners will be living it up at the Electric Cinema, at a showing of the critically acclaimed Finding Nemo.

We know you've all been running scared after our vase went walkabouts last week. Thankfully, shortly after our vase amnesty was introduced it reappeared and we are happy to bring our Flowers of the Week back once again. Having said that, some glutton pinched the left over chicken drumsticks out of the fridge after our little knees up at Fruit Towers on Friday. The investigation continues...

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