Tag: Reviews
I may have a degree in English Literature, but I’m not ashamed to admit that I’ve read the Fifty Shades of Grey trilogy. I’ve also read all the Twilight books. Who doesn’t enjoy a good, trashy, sexy, rubbishy read now again, especially when you can shelter behind the comfort of …
I do enjoy me a lovely, weird year. This one’s been at times a peach, and at others a bastard, although generally I’m quite happy with it. At any rate, I figured it was worth giving it a good meme. They’re fun and cathartic to do, but please don’t feel obliged to …
I’m ever so slightly too young to vividly remember the immortal ITV kids’ show ‘Knightmare’. Just as well really, or else I think I’d still be yapping on about the nostalgic, cultish, shambolic, bombastic, and, at times, awesomely manic Knightmare Live interactive theatre show that I saw at last week’s …
For purity, silence and uncensored relaxation, you need to get your stressed, aching bones to the hydrotherapy spa – SenSpa – at the very English Careys Manor, New Forest. Boasting oodles of awards and accolades, this Thai temple of watery wonders is like no spa you’ve ever experienced. To start …
I really never win anything. So winning a pair of tickets to a Saturday evening orchestral concert – the pinnacle of the Ealing Music and Film Valentine Festival – was quite the treat. Now in its second year, the Festival celebrates the best that Ealing has to offer, backed by …
Designed to get self-proclaimed couch potatoes (or complete running novices like myself) up and moving, the free NHS podcast Couch to 5K is a damn good initiative. It’s free to download, and judging by the awful music that clearly didn’t require licensing, must’ve been dirt-cheap to produce. Oh, and in …
I always imagined that for my first ever night at the opera I would behave much like Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman: crying so much as to almost pee my pants/liking it more than Pirates of Penzance.
Nope, I haven’t just bastardised my blog with excessive punctuation. I’m not even referring to the first ever CD single I bought by Destiny’s Child (really), or the things that come through your letterbox (oops, just went a bit ‘accidental Partridge’ there). I am in fact talking about the freshest …
Jealous of the endless parties and events that the Made in Chelsea set seem to solely exist to decorate? Me too. Luckily, I have a few ‘industry’ friends who hook me up with freebies from time to time: club memberships, free fashion shows, miniature-sized food (somehow tastes better), goodie bags …
As daft, nonsensical comedy goes, I’m not generally a fan. Sure, I enjoy Basil Fawlty’s führer walk as much as the next Brit-gold appreciator, but – don’t shoot me – I can give or take the kind of US humour found in Ferrell’s Anchorman. Which is why it startles me …