Stab Magazine - Issue 15 October 2006

IT’S been a cunt of a month, if you’ll excuse my schoolboy French. As missiles whistled over the heads of our Lebanese and Israeli bros, as the shockwaves of explosions collapsed the lungs of children beneath the rubble in Qana, as muslims from Londonistan to Denpasar lit the fuses on their suicide belts, Stab got to thinking: what can we do to reassure our readers that soft and fuzzy good times still exist out there? That, despite the imminent annihilation of the west, life is still as blue as the ocean and as green as a verdant meadow.

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Andy is Superb!

One month after the glorious annihilation of his peers in Mexico, the three-time champ was serving up another dish of destruction – this time in Bali and Lombok. Chopper angles and everything.

An Angel at My Table

Chris Davidson, once so beautiful and untouchable and pure, now begging for crumbs at the tables of the industry barons. Profile by Fred Pawle.

Indian Ocean High

The Florence bros don’t waste no time in the classroom; here we have the world’s best tweenies going batshit a million miles from Kahuku Elementary

LOSE THE EGO

AND OTHER GREAT ADVICE ABOUT ORDERING SURFBOARDS. While holidaying in Fiji alongside the Globe contest, we asked the Top 45 for advice on how to get a good custom. BY SAM MCINTOSH. PORTRAITS BY MIKE O'MEALLY.

Success with Heath Walker

Heath Walker, Reef global athlete manager. Cardiff, USA. The how to guide with Heath.

Eighteen

Eighteen is about as sweet as life gets, the school gates are closed, the bars are open. You can vote and you can join the army and legally slaughter our enemies. So, what's the average 18 year old thinking about his excellent life in 2006?

The Legend of Narcissus

Or how Luke Stedman bacame the modern embodiment of vanity...