I’ve got a ‘tip’ for you…if you’re going to try and act silky smooth in front of an audience, then at least make sure you’ve done your maths right first. Otherwise it’ll all end in passive aggressive pleasantries, overly dramatic body language and a whole lot of eye rolling… But perhaps at this point I... Continue Reading →
I never meant it to end this way, but the red mist just sort of descended… I felt that I had been insulted and I took it personally. To be fair, they put up a good fight - I was exhausted by the end of the duel. But I just didn’t know my own strength.... Continue Reading →
So there we were. Sat opposite one another, in a windowless room, with the door shut firmly behind us. Ok. I get it. It reads like some kind of hostage situation when I replay it back, but I promise you that it’s not half as sinister as it seems… In my ‘9-5’ day job (what... Continue Reading →
Coffee has never really had an effect on me, in that near cliche way of leaving the drinker wide eyed and wired. I can quite easily drink a ‘cup of Joe’ last thing at night, and know that I’ll still be able to sleep like a baby (i.e. wake up screaming and wet the bed... Continue Reading →
Now I don’t have a strict mantra that I live my life by. But, and call me old fashioned here, the rule of ‘never drink an unknown liquid from an unmarked glass bottle found at the back of the kitchen cupboard’ has served me well thus far… But then again, they do say that some... Continue Reading →
When I was in secondary school, there was a rumour that overtook the corridors and canteen queues for a good week or so one summer. There was a buzz of excitement and a feeling of incandescent disbelief. A teacher had only gone and won the flipping lottery!… …or so he had told a class of... Continue Reading →
Down on my luck and with my back against the wind, I was literally down to my last few pennies. Whilst I had always been told that a life of gambling never pays - ‘the banker always wins’ and all that - I had entered the fray full of confidence and with a fist full... Continue Reading →
I’ve recently been picturing myself wearing nothing more than a pair of Speedos and a smile… I know. I paint quite a picture don’t I? But if you can pull your minds out of the gutter for just a couple of minutes, I’ll explain why depictions evocative of Michelangelo’s ‘David’ have recently come to the... Continue Reading →
It turns out that we, as a nation, must have completely misheard the chanting amongst all of the excitement. It would seem that they were actually saying footballs coming ‘Rome’…not ‘Home’. Ah…Balls. (Pun intended). When I published my fuller review of Sky Wave Gin at the beginning of July 2021, we were captivated by the... Continue Reading →
And it was just before the moment of impact that my life flashed before my very eyes… You see, I had never been great at football. While my head tells me that I’m ‘Lionel Messi’, my brain to foot coordination ends up producing a display more befitting of a poor-mans Michael Flatley. Though it’s fair... Continue Reading →
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