Individuality? What’s that all about then? All this bleating on about, ‘being true to yourself’, ‘discovering yourself’ and ‘expressing yourself’. You know what? If all these fucking ‘yourselfs’ went around ‘being true’, ‘discovering’ and ‘expressing’ all the time, we’d never get anything done. What’s wrong… Read More
Five hundred quid isn’t what it was. I mean, yes, in literal terms it’s five hundred quid. If you’ve got five hundred pounds in your wallet, you have, in a very actual sense, got five hundred pounds. The Queen’s face says it’s five hundred pounds… Read More
Why do people only check in on Facebook at places they think will impress others? On my feed, the amount of times I’m told ‘so-and-so’ is at ‘Soho House in Shoreditch’, or ‘whats-and-such’ ‘arrived in Prague’, is starting to reek of high-order bellknobbery. I mean,… Read More
The bar Peckham Springs takes its name from the tap water scam Del Boy cooked up in Only Fools… It’s only open on Friday and Saturday nights and punters dribble over from Bar Story around 10pm, to refresh themselves foolish on six quid cocktails.
