Carnivorous morsels
It’s odd that the feeling of ignorance you get from visiting the Pig and Butcher on Liverpool Road should be so enjoyable. Seven and a bit years ago now, in…
Down the pipe
A morning commute can be a thoroughly unpleasant experience. Gone are those blessed mornings when I used to walk to work, or the later era when I was lucky enough…
Moonshiners
Ever since I discovered, aged 18, that one could produce forty pints of beer for the princely sum of £8, I’ve always had a place in my heart for home…
Lost: one grey parrot
I think it is probably unlikely that I will ever spend another May Bank Holiday Monday afternoon searching suburbia for an escaped parrot. The weekend was a diverting mix of…
Trail bars
My latest offering for Scouting magazine’s Get Active supplement.
Unchained
Today I saw a competition on shortlist.com. The challenge was to create a movie poster for the film Django Unchained. Clearly, among London’s abundance of despicably talented graphic designers, my…
Bond in a bottle
Some six months after I whimsically requested a free sample of the new 007 aftershave, I checked my postbox this morning to find a card with a slim plastic sachet…
Love Bites
Just lately, I put together a poster for Love Bites. They run several nights a year producing one-act plays and doing rehearsed readings of new writing. The next night is a…
A brave new world
One of the things I used to love most about working in print was that you could write an article, send it into the black hole of someone’s inbox, and…
