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It’s amazing isn’t it, the ability to live up just up the road from something quite fun and amazing and NEVER visit it. Us Londoners are skilled at this – we have all these museums and theatres and parks and statues in our wonderful capital and never bother our arses to explore even a tenth of […]

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I just want to salute my friend B, who has recently met a real-life man in a real-life situation – i.e. in a bar. She didn’t have to resort to using hideous app software a la Tinder or a dating site etc to get together with him. He just wandered up, they got chatting using their […]

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  Public announcement: these are not called Paradise Bars for nothing. They are like a Bounty Bar with added HORN. My wonderful friend N made a tin of these for my birthday earlier this year (YOO HOO my dear!) and I think it was one of the best gifts I have EVER received. Paradise Bars are […]

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  It’s absolutely roasting hot in the UK. A bit like walking about in an oven. Us Brits are quite unused to such heat, so we get in a bit of a frenzy and start getting really drunk very quickly, going lobster red in the sun. All around there are men sporting ‘farmer tans’ – […]

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  Vietnamese salads! Badass jerk chicken! ‘Fried’ ice cream! Where can one eat this in South London? At the brilliant new Brixton Pop, that’s where. All these goodies and more are served from street-food-style restaurants housed inside recycled shipping containers. It’s bonkers and wonderful. And waaaaaaay better than Shoreditch Boxpark. Read all about it in my first feature for […]

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Last time I was in Manchester I was 17. I was dating my first serious boyfriend, a Goth called Chris. He wore PVC leather trousers and a full length black overcoat, with winkle picker boots and leather fingerless gloves. I was entranced by his long, luxuriant black hair which always smelled of Head ‘n Shoulders. […]

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  Everyone who comes to London gets told about Borough Market as a foodie destination. I’ve got fond memories of Borough from its early days, but it has become a victim of its own success, gridlocked with daytrippers. You’ll easily pay £10 for a punnet of olives and you have to queue for absolutely bloody […]

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