Shall I say it? Alright, I’ll say it. Just one Cornetto! Give it to meeeee

A city of bridges and sighs, Venice is also home to the note. Taped to walls and windows, and written in underlined, over exclamation marked English, they yap instructions at the milling crowds. ‘No eating! [...]

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A gaggle of geese at Stepney City Farm

It’s been a while since I’ve been on this blog. The lawn is all overgrown, there are weeds forcing their way up through the cracks in the crazy paving and I can’t begin to describe the state of my herbaceous borders. This is [...]

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In the Sunday supplement Me & My Spoon style interviews that brighten weekend breakfasts, actors are often asked what they’d save from their house if it was on fire.

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An affogato before it becomes an affogato. Note the Smarties in the background. Smarties are great

In the race to be the sleekest, chicest department store in London, Fenwick’s is the dyspraxic fat kid that landed face down 2 metres into the hurdles. While Selfridges sauces [...]

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Last year I decided to swap London’s drunks for a 100km trek across the Sahara. Strapped into my boots and with a bag of bare essentials slung across a camel, I was going to spend my new year sober..

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  Table of wines at Green & Blue

I’ll begin this post with an apology for the awful picture at the top of it, and the total lack of pictures hereafter. I did take pictures with my rackety, obsolete iPhone, but they’re mostly blurred, grainy and unusable – something I’m putting [...]

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Of all the dark gifts the fall of the Roman Empire gave us, the dining table and chairs is one of the worst. Reclining on a couch, dipping dormice in honey and honing your rhetoric seems a much more pleasurable way of eating than sitting spine straight at a table wondering when your [...]

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  The Pizza Pilgrims’ van photographed by The Faerietale Foodie

When I moved to London, back in the days when everything was powered by steam engines and there was a cheeky cockney urchin pickpocketing plutocrats on every corner, street food was limited to late night hot dog carts selling tubes of [...]

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Cardiff Castle

I consider it one of my life’s great tragedies that I’m not invited to banquets in castles more often. I’m clearly built for sitting on benches in drafty rooms, quaffing and feasting, and I’d look terrific in a coif. Yet the number of heralds unrolling scrolls and trumpeting outside my [...]

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Wright Bros oysters

If Bellerina could be said to have a super power, it’s her ability to spot a bargain. While the rest of us flounder, mired in Groupons, Twitter deals and Facebook specials for things that you panic buy 5 minutes before you realise you don’t want them, Bellerina is reaping the [...]

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