I can't make up my mind if syringey should be spelt 'syringey' or 'syringy.' Anyone got a clue? Ah, bugger it; I'm g...

So I found myself in Islington this evening; to be specific, at a party held by the lovely Marsha who is bidding farewell to London and is ...

There's one thing, one silly little inconsequential fact that I've always loved about Star Trek scripts – and I literally mean the s...

As happens every now and then, I woke up this morning and thought 'do you known what? Let's make an effort today.' And by that I...

For someone who professes that one of the key elements of their fitness regime is running, I've been nothing less than a spectacular fa...

I was a bit miffed to discover last week that some stitching had come undone on my favourite pair of shoes. It was nothing major - in fact i...

Holy crap, I've read a lot of books this year. Forty-four, to be precise, which is a not too insignificant number more than 2007 (34) a...

Oh look, it's December 30th, which means that seeing as I'm a creature of habit it must be time for my annual Year in Reviews post! ...

If this isn't the face of festive fun, I don't know what is. And if that's not £1.99 well spent in Pound Crazy in Shepherds Bush...

Well, London has ground to an icy halt thanks to what I am now calling 'bastard snow.' Seriously, I had to push my car into my parki...

Um, really? It doesn't seem like five minutes ago that I popped 2009's mix CD together as a freebie Christmas gift/way of imposing m...

I'm not usually one for Christmas parties - mainly because I'm a slightly miserable, somewhat antisocial old bugger - and as a resul...

So, in a stunningly spontaneous turn of events last week, I bought a suit. Now, I don't actually need a suit - everyone at work starts g...