My dad became a freeman of the city of London a few weeks ago. Since this happened some people have asked me what it means. The short answer is “I’m not completely sure”, the long, vague answer is “he gets to go to dinners in really old halls and talk to other butchers” and the best answer is “don’t know […]
God, I love this time of year. We’ve officially gone headlong into those precious few weeks when the city warms up and the daylight stretches well into the late evening. Just for a little bit, you can dangle your legs over the concrete sides of a murky canal on your way home from work and remember why exactly […]
Night buses will either be the very best or very worst decision you make after 3am. It depends on how many rabbits are running around on the bottom deck.