Café Goya
Roving explorer Harry Chapman ventures into the badlands of Pimlico to the outpost known as Café Goya; a colourful mise-en-scène of spivs and bankers, harlots and dowagers, thugs and officers, and a gentleman.
Browsing: Musings
Words: Know Your Place
It’s that time again. The elegant Miss York gives us a lesson in words, their place, and the hilarious dangling clause. Please open your notebooks, have your pencils at the ready, and you there at the back, stop that whispering!
Signs of the Times
Turn left. Exit here. Place your bags in the bagging area. Do not leave your baggage unattended. Keep away from the platform. Mind the gap. Do we really need to be told all of this? Maddie doesn’t think so; must be a sign of the times…
Ding Dong!
“Hey there, sexy white girl.” Hand on heart, I promise that’s what I heard some…
The Wilting Lettuce of Modern Conversation
Eavesdropping is no fun anymore; nobody seems able to hold a decent conversation. Our elegant grammarian, Maddie York, explores the demise of the contemporary spoken word and discovers that, basically, it’s a mess.
The Bountiful Game
The beautiful game of two halves that can unite a country and divide a city. Played since medieval times where raucous villagers would punt a stuffed pig’s bladder across a field, is the game any more civilised today?
Dispatches from the Subject Line
Our elegant wordsmith, Maddie York, uncovers a grammatical scandal amidst the dark and foreboding jungles of an online bookshop that many of us know and trust. How many innocent inboxes has this philistinism tainted?
Martin Freeman and Me
With The Hobbit about to grace our screens, Toby White muses on his encounter with Bilbo Baggins himself – the affable Martin Freeman – and reveals that sometimes reality can turn into an uncomfortable comedy…
Magical Little Apostrophes
It’s awfully tiring being someone who cares about apostrophes. Every day I’m subjected to the…
Clash of the Titans
Wimbledon is upon us again. The usual mix of genuine fans and corporate junketeers will…
Tee Time: A Tiger, Some Birdies and the Claret Jug
“What’s a birdie?” My wife asks the same question every time a major golf tournament…
The Winter Of My Content: A Seasonal Serenade
The wisemen had predicted it but still the people, unbelieving, turned their faces upwards, in…