Yes I know Egham is not in fucking London. I have a friend. A very good friend. A beautiful soul (he gave me my first ecstacy pill – obviously I kept it in my back pocket and pretended to be having the best time ever). But occasionally he is just …
I seem to have little runs of form with roast dinners. I was on a good run of form, with many good or very good roast dinners – which followed a bad run. Seemingly I am back on a bad run at the moment, with 3 disappointing roast dinners in …
Ladies and gentlemen. We have reached review number 25. This is big, beautiful news. So big, and so beautiful that the fake news media of CNN won’t report it. What is their problem? Why are they denying the democratic rights of your favourite roast dinner reviewer? You are following me …
Normally my high level of genius and ingenuity mean that words flow from mind to page, but today I am stuck. How do I start this roast dinner review of The Junction Tavern in Kentish Town? Gravy? Politics? Boobs? At least I have got my key search term in the …
