Fuck me, this year has been quite something, hasn’t it. There have been successes and failures. There have been book launches and Loerie Awards. There have been deaths and births. There has been international travel. There has been words, hundreds of thousands of them. There has been work, there has been play, and there has…
Category: holiday
The view from on holiday – part two.
So only akin to ‘do you want to come up and see my stamp collection’, I bring you part two of potentially the world’s most boring sentence; ‘Do you want to see my holiday slides?’ Only I didn’t do any bird watching (not birds in the classic sense anyway, more like some night birds and…
The view from on holiday – part one
I’m back. My holiday is over. And so now as with all post holidays there are bills to be paid, manuscripts to be reworked, ads to be written and post holiday depression slumps to be in. But before all that there’s a little reminiscing to be done. Never was there a more boring sentence than,…
Sex and supper
It’s been twelve years since I was last in Amsterdam, and I think I’ve changed more than it has. So we go for a dinner of steaks and frittes in The Red Light District, then we walk it off. It’s nine o clock on Saturday night. We walk past a shop window. There’s a prostitute…
I have BIG news.
I have news. And since you’re all some of my favourite people I wanted to share it with you. You know how everything always happens at the same time? Like you’ll be sitting around on your arse, doing nothing much and then suddenly you have four weddings, a funeral, three birthday parties, sex and an…