f, in years to come, some disembodied ‘they’ ask me to recall where I was when I heard Amy Winehouse had died, I will be forced to say I was at my friend N’s new flat, trapped inside a piece of furniture…. Read more →
There is a moment at every house party when it all starts to go a bit downhill. On some nights it’s the ominous swing of the conversation towards politics. On others it’s the bright spark who digs out the apricot liqueur and… Read more →
“Oh God, no! Oh God, we can’t have lost the noo-noo!” This despairing wail is issuing forth from my sister’s rear end, my sister’s front end being currently occupied underneath a two-seater sofa at my dad’s house in the West Country. “Noo-noo,”… Read more →
A few weeks after I bump into old flame S at a work event, I decide I will acquiesce and meet him for a drink. No one is more surprised at this turn of events than me. After all, when our previous… Read more →
I am at a work event, waiting patiently in line for a frozen margarita, when the man in front of me at the bar turns around and freezes me. It is S. S is someone I dated briefly last year, midway through… Read more →
In my very first column for this magazine, penned when Gordon Brown was in office and the horrors of the Go Compare tenor had yet to be unleashed on the world, I wrote about Pride in Brighton and Hove. I worried (as… Read more →
“So I may have done something silly,” says M, and I can tell by the expression on his face there’s no ‘may’ about it. For the past couple of weeks, M has been dating a Canadian telecoms analyst he met through a… Read more →
My friend H has become a corporate troubleshooter. Don’t ask me how she managed to swing that one given that she suffers from a panic disorder and she’s deaf in one ear, but there you go. You see, the bookshop where she… Read more →
My friend M’s gym membership costs him £100 a month. Clearly outrageous in this age of austerity, but – if you press him on it – he’ll argue there are two things that make it a sound investment. The first is he… Read more →
Looking for a flatmate on the internet is like playing Russian roulette. OK, you might get lucky – the person responsible for those few lines of text and slightly blurred photo of a corridor might be your perfect match. It could be… Read more →
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