**Disclaimer – no man, woman or dog was hurt in the making of these chronicles, this is aimed to be lighthearted and is not intending to stick the knife in further to the topics of rejection or gender roles in relationships in any way. If you are of a sensitive nature then I suggest youContinue reading “The Catcall Chronicles”
Tag Archives: London
Being Called A C*nt By A Stranger
It’s not everyday that you can indulge in the luxury of having off-the-cuff profanities spat at you on a public street whilst on your daily commute home from work. So given that exactly this unfolded this very evening makes me really want to count my lucky stars and thank God for all of the sociallyContinue reading “Being Called A C*nt By A Stranger”
The Gym – Satan’s Second Home
Not much of the athletic type, the only way you’ll get me running is in the opposite direction from you if you start going into a long-winded spiel about the weather or how you’re deeply madly in love with your cousin twice removed for that matter. With that being said, I think my wispy bodyContinue reading “The Gym – Satan’s Second Home”
The Wacky Walking Race
Have you ever had a silent race on a footpath with a stranger? Where you both take it turns to overtake one another. Steadily and surely picking up the pace in a desperate attempt to outmaneuver your opponent. I’ve had this too, but what I haven’t had is an argument with an old lady whoContinue reading “The Wacky Walking Race”
Are You Poorer Than Me?
I’m so sick of being poor. Yes I may have a roof over my head and food in my fridge but when you can’t decorate your rooms or make meals beyond tins of soup and sweetcorn then what’s the point? I might aswell be living in The Amazon, atleast then I’ll avoid the council taxContinue reading “Are You Poorer Than Me?”
She Threatened To Smash My Face In
Who walks into a shop to buy some Christmas baubles for their tree and instead has ‘you’re a f*cking b*tch’ screamed into their face as ‘Jingle Bell’s’ plays in the distant background? Only yours truly ofcourse! Nothing reminds me more of the season of giving than being on the receiving end of the odd curseContinue reading “She Threatened To Smash My Face In”
Dido In Concert 2019
Is it bad that I only know two of her songs? That’s right she’s a singer not a prehistoric bird (Dodo). Although at the age of 47 years old, I wonder is her voice as strong as it use to be? Not being ageist but if Sir Paul McCartney’s croaking at the London 2012 olympicsContinue reading “Dido In Concert 2019”
What Do You Take For Granted?
I recently started volunteering at a charity for children with additional needs. The charity provides free sports and activity sessions to give these children the opportunity to play and have fun as any child should have the right to do. Having only attended a moderate number of session so far I can already feelContinue reading “What Do You Take For Granted?”
Review: The Aeronaut
Not to be confused with ‘the astronaut’ this eccentric public house also doubles up as a theatrical extravaganza. From circus to stand up comedy and everything inbetween, why be on the moon when you could be poking somebody in the neck with a pickled frankfurter? Atleast this is what I came to realise onContinue reading “Review: The Aeronaut”
My Michelin Star Experience
More accustomed to the taste of my mother’s burnt toast and beans combo, I was hoping and praying that a trip to a 1-Michelin starred and 4 AA Rosetted gourmet restaurant in the heart of one of London’s most affluent hotspot’s – Green Park would be able to suppress those charcoal tasting memories of mother’sContinue reading “My Michelin Star Experience”
Change
I feel like I’m in such a weird space at present, no sooner have I moved flat than I’m trawling the jobboards of everything from Indeed.com to Craigslist (ok maybe not Craigslist). Being a seasoned veteran on these job sites is not something I’m proud of, frequenting them so much that Google ads now popContinue reading “Change”
I’m Done….
If sweating out of every orifice in your entire being is your cup of tea then you should’ve joined me in my gallivanting across the city of London with what could’ve only been described as the weight of a life-sized 10 year old on my back in the form of a gym bag and aContinue reading “I’m Done….”
The Neon Squid 