I'm going to go right ahead and say it. 'The Tree of Life' is an awful, awful film. I'm unsure whether my Blogs readership has yet reached Brad & Angelina Pitt (I'm led to believe the plural is actually 'Brangelina', though I think a 'Flock of Pitts' works quite nicely also) and I appreciate that... Continue Reading →

I think we can all agree, Wales has provided the World with some great exports: . Tom Jones. . Katherine Zeta Jones. . Terry Jones (he's a very naughty boy!) . Griff Rhys Jones. . Steve Jones (of 'T4' heart throb fame). . Ruth Jones. . Although he's not strictly from Wales, I am reliably... Continue Reading →

So apparently there's this house in New Orleans. You may have heard of it? It's called 'The Rising Sun'. And whilst said house has reportedly been the ruin of many poor boy, I can only assume that it's because those poor chaps were unable to locate a bottle of 'Euphrosine #9' Gin whilst they were... Continue Reading →

I don't really like Whiskey. There. I said it. It's out there in the open and there's no going back now. If I've offended you then I apologise and I'm quite happy for us to part ways as friends at this point. Don't get me wrong - it's not for the want of trying! I've... Continue Reading →

Whether it be on the Cricket Pitch or the Rugby Field (I'll keep it to vague terms here, as I don't profess to know a single bit of useful insight in to either of these sports, and hopefully my terminology thus far is correct!), you don't need to look very far to find a healthy... Continue Reading →

Why not try something different? After all, different is good right? Why not take up a new sport? Or you could learn a new language. You could turn your hand to learning a musical instrument, or aim to master the ancient art of origami. Can't decide whether to have Red or Brown sauce on your... Continue Reading →

'Monkey 47'. Right off the bat, that's a cool name for a Gin. It's quirky, a little unusual and with an air of mystery about it... And then there's the bottle. Standing out from its counterparts you might find on display in the fancier beverage establishments, 'Monkey 47' comes corked in a tidy little brown... Continue Reading →

It was like Christmas morning. I say that because it was indeed precisely Christmas morning (25th December, 2015, to be exact) when I unwrapped my special delivery of 'Brooklyn Gin'. My wife knows me well! Cocooned in a hardy kind of bubble wrap that's reserved for only the most delicate of arrivals, I carefully removed... Continue Reading →