Restaurant Review

    I’m not sure I’d recognise my colleagues. I occasionally wonder if they’d fancy meeting up, but I’ve become a lockdown loner.   As much as I love them, even in normal...

    Notes on inaccurate use of face masks. The reason some people are wearing them underneath their noses must be so they can smell what’s cooking at all the newly reopened...

    I love a busman’s holiday. Even though I had a recent day off work for (the 15th anniversary of) my 30th birthday, I still had to do a restaurant review.   We squeezed in a...

Following a whole series of unfortunate events, I’ve decided I should change my name to Calamity Jane. Lockdown means that the everyday highs and lows of life have been magnified. The first disaster...

  How I miss a fancy party.   Mind you, I do have a few complaints about that mass catering style of finger food.   Namely that there always seems to be fishy canapés, so you...

  It was Wednesday.   We were the only ones in the restaurant.   I was wearing a blue top, it was raining, we sat by the window and I ordered a steak sourdough sandwich with...

    It’s like assembling a jigsaw puzzle of an Arctic landscape.   We have about 30 unlabelled vacuum bags, five or so of which are in various shades of snow white, from nicotine...

  The floor is a bit sticky, but our small kitchen makes for a semi-decent dance studio.   I’m pulling out all the moves. He’s a bit Thunderbirds-like, with zero hip action and creepily...

Just as we round the final corner, our pithivier skids to the left.   “Nooooo!”, I screech, checking all the other precious cargo that’s stacked up on my lap and wedged into the...

In a recent article in Campaign magazine the “Stay Home, Protect the NHS, Save Lives” slogan was hailed as one of the most effective messages in the history of government communications. Yet, “Stay...