From The Beast From The East to The Feast In The East. Well, whether it would be a feast was an entirely different matter. This time the random number generator had picked a pub in Hackney called The People’s Park Tavern, on the outskirts of Victoria Park. A place recently …
What am I doing sat here on a Sunday morning writing about my previous roast dinner? Why have I waited so long? My crystal-meth addled brain can barely remember what I did yesterday let alone 7 days ago. That’s right – I went to the British Museum yesterday…what a yawnathon …
Ahhh Sunday. A day of roast dinners and going to church. Without the church bit. As you may have worked out if you are mentally stable enough to cope with reading my ramblings more than once, I am not the world’s most religious person. Fair play if you are that …
Air conditioning. You know when you do those Facebook word clouds at the end of the year to see which words you have most used? (and to give some dodgy app you have never heard of access to your whole timeline and then you wonder why you have offered friend …
I was half-tempted to sack off going to central London yesterday. Due to my severe hangover – nothing to do with any murderous scumbags, or ‘losers’ as America’s most powerful manchild would have it. I was definitely feeling weak and wobbly. I had long planned to go to politico’s hangout, …
Oi Oi Saveloy! Basically, mate, this Sunday I went into deepest, darkest Essex in search of Sharon, Tracey and some gravy. Oh yeah and Doreen. Well I didn’t get into any fitty’s noo yesterday at the Spanish thing I went to, so I kind of thought that I might pull …
Regular readers will know that I am trying to combine culture with dining. Being, from Hull, the UK’s official City Of Culture, my cultural leanings should come as no surprise to you. So this week’s attempt at pre-roast culture, was going to watch my football team, Hull City AFC (don’t …
You know when you start a new job and you try your hardest to show that you are sensible and you blurt out in a meeting something like “I have a big cock and I love coloured birds”? Well, I may have told one or two of my new work …
You wait ages for a review then two come along at once. A bit like buses, eh? Well, a bit like waiting at a bus stop for ages then two buses come along going on a totally different route than the one you require. But, hey, maybe pop on board …
For my first roast dinner of 2017, I decided to head to my local, The Castle, in Harrow. On the hill. Harrow-On-The-Hill. You know, the posh bit where everyone is still complaining that they are surrounded by London. It really is very nice up there, walking up the hill you …
