Hello from Bristol, where I’m enjoying a relaxed weekend of catching up with former housemate & shoe purveyor extraordinaire, the lovely Charlie. She’s once again demonstrated her amazing talents of assimilating local knowledge by taking me to a stonkingly good
Sardineal freedom
Having elected to debark (?) the train at Royal Leamington Spa, I am pleased to announce a dramatic improvement in the anagram situation. Among hundreds of others, this place offers “A linty promo lasagne”. I could live here.
Anyone for sardines? Not much choice in ‘ere guv…
It’s a shame that “British Rail Companies” isn’t an anagram of “Architects of misery”, as that would be poetic and justified.
Why am I not surprised?
This could be interesting. Am en route to Dublin for work today – I love an early flight. The first part of the plan came off ok: the waking up at 6:30 bit. Getting to Victoria station was straightforward. Getting
Cough, splutter
I’m not very good at being sick. Don’t get the practice, you see. England’s not a fun place to get sick, as I found out a few years ago during the great morris dancing calf muscle insurance giggle ordeal. This
Mmm… Beer….
This project of writing up my Vegas trip is proving more difficult than I thought, so in the meantime, I’d like to document my enthusiasm and surprise for the particular part of south London I’ve spent the last 12 or