Somehow, it seems a very Hastings thing to answer the question, ‘What shall we do with that disused subterranean Victorian swimming bath complex on the seafront?’ with ‘Why, turn it into the world’s biggest underground skatepark, of course! And while you’re at it, why don’t we have a clutch of places to eat and drink Read More
Someone very precious to me has an annual ritual she holds dear. On her late father’s birthday, she books a table at a restaurant he would have enjoyed, opens a bottle of his favourite wine, and celebrates a life done too soon. It’s not mournful or maudlin. It’s a time for memories which comfort and Read More
It’s Thursday afternoon and a World Cup qualifier: in a few hours Welsh hearts will be broken in the cruellest fashion, but surely that’s to be expected if you have to play both Bosnia and Herzegovina, goes the old gag. Hardly seems fair, does it, little old Wales taking on two at once, but it Read More
Ox cheek pie. Duck liver parfait. Locally-caught plaice, roasted whole and served with cider butter sauce. Oysters, three ways. Cullen skink. Scallops. Ribeye and bone marrow. Chips cooked in beef dripping. Goose. Fish pie. Yes, Booh, you have my attention. I’m on the train out of Charing Cross, and already smitten with Booh’s menu, when Read More
Your starter for ten. ‘All the men want it…I don’t know why! All the men love it. Women, they don’t seem so keen. But men? They always want it…’ We’ll find out soon enough what my server, the lovely Haja, was talking about. And no, it’s not that. Among City Road’s vape shops, barbers, peri Read More
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