Wedding rings and rotor blades
Last weekend, my fine friends T and Y were married. They are almost the only people I’ve ever met who have managed to make a long-term, long-distance relationship work, and…
Last weekend, my fine friends T and Y were married. They are almost the only people I’ve ever met who have managed to make a long-term, long-distance relationship work, and…
A former colleague of mine (and all-round splendid bloke) was leaving his job for a new life in Glasgow the other day, and someone asked if I wanted to scribble…
The other day at Ormesby Hall there were loads of vintage travel posters pinned up on the walls in the old servants’ quarters at the top of the building. I…
I was reassured to learn today that the EU is waging a brutal war on inefficient vacuum cleaners. Good to know they’ve got our back.
This month’s cookstrip for the Get Active supplement of Scouting magazine is a little unusual. Partly because the editors gave me a full page for a change, and partly because…
Following the success of armpit fudge, Matt at The Scout Association threw me another recipe that sounded disgusting but was loads of fun to draw. The video is as pleasing…
Another of my regular cookstrips for The Scout Association. I remember reading an interview with Len Deighton (who pioneered the cookstrip format) when he said that the main consideration with…
I know I’ve been a little quiet lately. In preparation for an escape from London in the summer (more about that in a later post, perhaps), I’ve been taking on…
Our lifts at work are a hundred shades of shite. There are supposed to be six of them, but this number is reduced to at most four, and frequently three.…