Rules

Fighting our way past a rag-tag group of Guanabara carnival dancers (some of whom might want to rethink a sequinned g-string in a breezy overcast Covent Garden – and I’m not just talking about the…

Berners Tavern

We had a little time to kill before our dinner reservation so popped into the Sanderson purple bar for a cocktail. Some years ago the height of cool, the Sanderson was feeling tired around the…

Smokehouse

Like most of the rest of the London ‘Big Smoke’, I love barbecue. More than that though I love barbecue without all the machismo and hype that often accompanies it. Its generally associated with grease,…

Shopping in Sri Lanka

Despite my London apartment being stuffed to the rafters (minimalist is never going to be my style) I always seem to find myself sitting on top of a suitcase at the end of every trip…

Eating out in Colombo, Sri Lanka (or “How to Eat Your Own Bodyweight in Seafood”)

Colombo feels as though its a city on the cusp of change. For years it has had a reputation as somewhere that you don’t stop for long before heading to one of the coasts and,…