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 →
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 →
The Martini. Hailed as the ‘King of Cocktails’, it is a serve that on the surface appears so simple. After all, at its foundation level it is a drink comprised of just two ingredients; gin and vermouth. Right?…Right??!… If there is beauty in simplicity, it then comes as an ironic twist of fate that something... Continue Reading →
By the time we’d realised what was going on, he was already on his hind legs and enjoying a feast of epic carb loading proportions! And whilst he may have been living his best life momentarily, you could rest assured he would be spending the rest of the evening in the ‘dog house’ (in the... Continue Reading →
“You can not be serious?!”. A line of sheer frustration and angst, screamed by an incandescent John McEnroe (AKA Jonny Mac the ‘Superbrat’) during his opening round of Wimbledon 1981. The former Tennis number 1, who would go on to win Wimbledon that year (and a further 2 times after to boot) was utterly incensed... Continue Reading →
The Gin Shelf 
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