Saturday September 6th 2014 was an important day. I was away at Maltstock in The Netherlands (one of the best whisky festivals on the planet), but my mind was frequently on a little back-street pub in Clerkenwell – The Gunmakers.
The final instalment of Owl Stretching Time
Monty Python. I got to see Monty frigging Python perform, live (almost)*. Twice. Where to begin on a story like this?! At the tender young age of about 10 whilst killing time in the Victorian town of Elmore my brother
Phones 4 me. Smart phones, apparently.
About 5 years ago I put together a sort of retrospective of all of the mobile phones I’d ever owned along with my thoughts on each, and judging by the web stats it’s a topic that lots and lots and
Well, it’s been ten years and maybe more since I first set eyes on you.
On this day, 10 years ago, I landed in London. I landed without a plan, other than wanting to do something a bit different with my life. Lots of things have changed for me. I own property. I have a
A weekend of whisky in Scotland? What could be better than that?!
I had a lot of fun in 2013. Amid some career uncertainty and a few testing times, life flung at me the assortment of utter excellence and fun which I’ve come to really like about it. I know in days
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The gripping chronological account of our hero’s valiant but predictably futile attempts to try to sign up for a new mobile phone. Unmissable. ** The Scotsman.
Pete the Conk(eror)
In Soho, the walls have noses. I’d heard a few times from cab drivers and London trivia goons about there being a nose in Admiralty Arch, and that – for example – as part of The Knowledge exams that cab