It’s remarkably quiet in my living room this lunchtime as Grosvenor Road is closed between St George’s Square and Claverton Street because of the collapse of some scaffolding at the south-west corner of Dolphin Square. We’ve had scaffolding all over for a while since the exteriors are being cleaned. It doesn’t look as if this…
My old friends from the Guildford School of Acting got together in the Union Club in Greek Street (thanks Paul!) to compare grey hairs, pot-bellies and war-stories from our marriages, divorces and other relationships. We were also honoured by the appearance of our former principal Michael Gaunt and head of first year Ian Ricketts. We…
Ouch. Not funny – I’m just about getting some colour back in my cheeks and able to uncross my legs. No jokes please about Cock-a-leekie, Coq au vin or Spotted Dick
From my twitter feed: howardgr: friday the 13th. now where’s my hockey mask? Sent at 1:49 PM on Friday plasticbagUK: It’s conceivable I may kill everyone before this day is out. If you’re sitting near me, now is the time to start getting scared. Sent at 1:55 PM on Friday And they look like such…
No, this wasn’t a queue for the Marshall Street Clinic in Soho. Wash your minds out with soap. There’s a reality TV show (well, ‘reality’ might be stretching it a little) called WAGs boutique being filmed over the road where a group of young women who have some relationship to a sportsman get to run…