A terribly written brilliant read. Set yourself on some sort of sunlounger, or the adjunctive part of some Peckham bar and let Bobby’s brain pour straight into yours. Just don’t pause to actually question the quality of the copy. Because this book isn’t about that. It’s a vehicle for Mortimer’s…
It’s March in Attica. The air is warm and the sea is calm as I look out over the water to the mainland. At nine-thirty the cafe is already redolent with the musky smells of a kiosk’s back shelf and strong coffee. The voices are already loud, forceful and in…
The engines stop. Judder. There was a life that was never yours out on the black sea, where souls were lost and still are, where there was and is not you, stood on deck, looking out on the waters that churn and will churn without you. There where sweethearts are…
If you’re anything like me you’ve been umming and ahing over a range of coins for some time now. Kicking yourself when the one you didn’t invest in pumps, and, inevitably, when the one you did crashes. You’ve been doing your research. Scanning white papers, trawling telegraph feeds, reading through…
With the awards season almost upon us, Hollywood is ramping up its excitement. Well, as much as it can in light of recent news. And perhaps rather predictably, the nominees list for the 75th Golden Globes Awards presents a rather bleak indication of progression in the industry. Not for the…
We’re eating at a chain restaurant. Italian. Big pepper mills and oil bottles with long dead chillies in them. I’m in love with the un-her now. The everything she isn’t. She suspects something.
Somewhere in the blue mist that the sea forms with the sky. Somewhere between the foams and the wet air, where idle boats yaw and sleeping men rest next to drying fish. Seeping out of the horizon – a slow and gentle murmur filling the room, a hushed, quiet dancing…
I think we have all been there, waking up on a Sunday morning with a hazy glare in the eyes, rolling over the covers to see what you brought back last night. This was my Saturday morning after an out of hand Summer party the night before. Hawaiian themed with an open…
There are days when I hate technology. Where I want to do nothing but throw our phone out the back of the 390 down York Way and renounce the world for its obnoxious descent into digital madness. Then there are days where I can’t help but marvel at the miracle.…
London is vast. A city that most Londoners themselves will only have ever seen a tiny portion of. Still, that doesn’t stop the expanding attractions that you find dotted around town. Over the last few years I’ve seen even London’s Southbank blossoming. I remember a while back there was one beer stand, serving…
