The Drowned Man | An exercise in epistemology
Discussing The Drowned Man with my s.o. (I loved it, he was enraged by it) we soon finished our “did…
Into the wolf’s mouth | Bocca di Lupo
There is something that is an absolute priority for me when I visit any place. Courtesy. I don’t care how…
Radio Rooftop Bar | Amazing views, boring design, extortionate prices
Somehow I ended up at the Radio Rooftop Bar the other day for a quick after-work drink. Perched on the top…
Bribe, beg and all the rest to see The Winter’s Tale at the Royal Opera House
I don’t expect this to be happening too often (I am a bit of a nag) but this is a…
How to book cheap(er) tickers for the Royal Opera House
I’ve been living in London for 12 years and it took me ages to figure out how to get seats at…
The Life of the Stone | Rodin’s The Kiss
It’ around 4 degrees Celsius in Edinburgh (welcome to Scotland the brave). Within the Scottish National Gallery the world is…
Polpetto (let’s go again)
It was the Italian Saturday. We had been to The Glamour of Italian Fashion and we were about to die…
Old theatre programmes
I’m visiting my mum in Greece, her house being the repository of all things I can’t fit into wherever I…
Italian Fashion at the V&A (yes, it’s glamorous)
As a gift (don’t ask), I purchased tickets for The Glamour of Italian Fashion, a lovely retrospective at the V&A,…
Reasons for starting the blog (if anyone cares)
So it sort of turns out that I do a number of things in London (and sometimes other places) that…