A quick post, today, before I cycle back to the boat to get ready for the Bastard English Session. It’s…
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Secretly, I don’t like punting. Please don’t tell Oxford City Council, because I’m not sure you’re allowed to live here…
When I was eighteen, a childhood friend and I went to Russia together. We’d been friends when we were young,…
As reviews go, this will not be the most comprehensive, detailed, or useful one you’ve ever seen. That’s because, when…
One of the few times I was seriously ill during my teenage years was when I got food poisoning from…
People sometimes ask me if you can cook on a narrowboat. ‘Of course you can!’, I reply, confident and dismissive.…