The timing of reviewing a pub called The Gun could have been better, given the dreadful event across the other side of the world on Friday. Going here nearly wasn’t the plan. I cannot tell you the original plan as it has been put back to next Sunday, and even …
Last week was National Pie week. Yeah, I know, everything gets its own week nowadays – even women. Actually they only get a day. Pies get a week, women get a day. Just wait until Alexandra Occasio-Cortez finds out (or whatever her name is, I cannot be bothered to find …
Bumhole! Yes, you are correct in that I have absolutely no idea how to start this roast dinner review. Not that I am lacking for things to say – for example, one of the greatest shocks to mankind occurred today. I guess I shall just do what my SEO plugin …
Don’t you love a good mystery? What is Stonehenge? Do planes really disappear in Bermuda Triangle? How did Boris Johnson become Foreign Secretary? This weekend I was taken on a mystery tour of my own, to Exeter and back – with the roast dinner location being part of the mystery …
A while ago someone asked me where the best roast dinner in Camden was. You’d have thought an expert on the subject of roast dinners, ie myself, would know the answer to this. I didn’t. The shame of it. I’ve been to quite a few places in King’s Cross and …
There are quite a lot of pricey establishments on my to-do list. My regular readers will know that I often use the random number generator to select where I am going, but if it picks somewhere expensive, more often than not I rule it out. My accomplice required somewhere not …
It’s National Yorkshire Pudding Day! I bet you woke up with almost as much excitement as you used to for Christmas Day, at least before it became all about enhancing your shower gel collection (I got 5 different ones this Christmas) and learning old racist phrases. I woke up with …
Sometimes I have absolutely no idea how to start a post. No, that doesn’t inspire me either. At least you shouldn’t be lacking in inspiration this week, as not only do you get this roast dinner review – if I can work out what to write – but you also …
Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me…yeah whatever. It’s my birthday. So why the hell should I be the one doing the work, the one constructing the weekly elegant linguistic masterpiece ON MY BIRTHDAY? So I invited a collection of my weirdest and most wonderful friends to come and …
They say never meet your heroes. This week, after…oooh…minutes of clamouring for an invite, I graciously offered two of my favourite Twitter followers an audience with Lord Gravy, so I could explain the benefits of being a member of the European Union, and also more importantly enjoy a Sunday roast …