It’s fair to say that the aroma that was rising from my clothes, so pungent that I had half expected to see a visible haze, was reminiscent of a smoked ham (if that ham had been smoked in the fumes of Chilli Heatwave Doritos, undercooked Pot Noodles and week old socks)… I was returning home... Continue Reading →
As the summer months begin to peter out, with the days becoming shorter and the evenings becoming darker, the inevitable changing of the seasons is nigh. For most people, Autumns arrival will conjure imagery of rust coloured tree tops, seemingly alive with the burning oranges and yellows of a blinding sunset, whilst simultaneously signalling the... Continue Reading →
Islington, London. One of the most densely populated restaurant hubs in the UK, home to Europe's third longest escalator, and the resting place of Jeremy Beadle (turns out, he’s no longer ‘about’!). Yet all being told, other than a quick scour of the internet, I know absolutely nothing about the place. This, in itself, is... Continue Reading →
The names Vallis. Jules Vallis. Emerging from the exotic waters, like Bond Girl ‘Honey Ryder’ in the 1962 classic ‘Dr. No’, Julian (Jules) Vallis returns to the scene with World Martini Day’s 2nd ever birthday. And his latest project comes armed with a License to Thrill! As for who looks better in a white bikini,... Continue Reading →
A lot of people joke about being bad with geography. But I am so useless with directions, I literally got lost getting out of a tent once… No, really. It sounds far fetched, I know, but I genuinely got lost with a 2 meter radius and was completely bamboozled by the whole situation. I was... Continue Reading →
Sometimes life can feel like you’re about to fail an MOT test… The tread on your ‘tyres’ starts to feel a little worn down. Your vision starts to feel blurred, as if your ‘wipers’ could do with replacing. And you feel like a lightbulb just went out. You’re just a little…‘tyred’. And sometimes, life can... Continue Reading →
I just got an email from Martin…otherwise known as ‘The Boss’. And I’ve got to be honest…it’s a little bit awkward. You see, in the run up to Valentines Day, he’s invited me down to London for the evening to meet with him on his boat, on a promise of drinks and sweet treats. And... Continue Reading →
I’ve never been a fan of Harry Potter. I don’t know what to tell you - I could just never get on board with the lad… I remember picking up the first book in the series, ‘Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stoned’ I think it was called. After suffering through the first 2 and a... Continue Reading →
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 →
The Gin Shelf 
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