They say that it’s the hope that kills you… And on a warm summers night in Germany, where it was a case of waiting for someone to deliver the killer blow (to avoid a mass shootout at all costs), hope was the strategy that we were clinging on to with our lives. But can hope... Continue Reading →
They say that ‘good things come to those who wait’. But then again, so do death and taxes. So you really have to ask yourself…is it really worth it? At least this was the theory of my 5 year old son the other week. In sole charge of the eldest of my two boys, I... Continue Reading →
I would love to say that my annual abstinence from Movember was a personal choice. And I guess, in a way, it is a choice…my second choice. I could write and tell you a multitude of reasons that I stick to a look of, at best, ‘morning shadow’ stubble; ‘I can’t take part in Movember... 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 →
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 →
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 →
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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