Not that I’m easily influenced by external stimuli or anything, but I spied this dish being cooked on the telly on the weekend in Saturday Kitchen re-runs, and next thing you know I’m dishing it up on Tuesday night! Was
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
It’s not *quite* Dramboree…
A fine evening of drams last night with m’chum Rob and the lovely Liz: we made a hole in the Sample Stack and despatched a 1976 Longmorn (35yo!), a Wemyss Clynelish (Fresh Fruit Sorbet), an 8yo Lochside (thanks to Nicola
Advertised on the side of Harrods. Yep. That’s Sex…
Advertised on the side of Harrods. Yep. That’s Sex Panther. via tumblr http://ift.tt/1kL8CRF
Hello folks, and what about the workers?
I fully appreciate that this is some sort of karmic payback.
Oh wow, it’s that restaurant from that Will Smith song.
Oh wow, it’s that restaurant from that Will Smith song. via tumblr http://ift.tt/1jFq9Kv
Ah, Hackney.
Ah, Hackney. via tumblr http://ift.tt/1joylEX
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
Utter waste of money. Bees can’t read.
Utter waste of money. Bees can’t read. via tumblr http://ift.tt/1fEfDbu
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