Tag: London Dominatrix

The sympathy of wolves

As everyday life for most British people takes on a striking resemblance to a tele-novela, I really DON’T have anything particularly smart to say. When the speeches of our politicians, elected and unelected (by that most mutable definition – democracy) are in themselves easily mistaken for of satire, all I can summon is: FUCK THIS. …

Berlin! Whoop!

Today I’ve taken My usual rather impressionistic approach to packing: Step one, go out for coffee, read a book you are just beginning to find really interesting, chat to the cafe owner about the terrible rise in property prices around where you live. Step two, get involved in a serious debate on the internet, check …

Escape from New York

Not quite in the tone of the 1981 cult classic but I AM glad to be back in London. It’s lovely and warm (comparatively), I’ve had several very decent cups of coffee since My arrival and London still has one of the best displays of street fashion in the world. I’m also rather looking forward …