I was recently reading a beautifully written piece about the aesthetes of Tangier. I don’t think I have the financial robustness to be an aesthete of Tangier. I also question whether my knowledge of 18th-century Venetian artifacts is up to snuff. I know little of… Read More
What’s with all the black clothing these days breh? It’s all gone power-monk round east London way. I’m not getting involved though. All those floaty black trousers and Dr Martens… The street-goth thing isn’t my ride. It’s a conscious decision on my part to ignore… Read More
Grocery shopping. Bores-malors. Going to get stuff that sits in fridges and cupboards is double dull. Other shoppers are always waddling around, with their broken trolleys and big bodies. They’re always getting in the way. Always looking at the bacon when I want to look… Read More
