Dinner With Dave!
About a year ago I had a semi-drunken conversation with my friend Nick, who lives in Broughton, about who we would choose to have dinner with from the last century. I think I came up with Joe Strummer and I 'm pretty sure Nick decided on Adolf Hitler. Not, he claimed, because he had Nazi tendencies but out of sheer curiosity of how the mind of a dictator operated. Anyway, I have changed my mind now, as I want to have dinner with Dave, the ...
The Hyde Tavern-Winchester
The latest establishment to feature on the epic, some might say thrilling, Steve and Bob Sunday pub tour of Hampshire was the wonderful Hyde Tavern in Winchester, a tiny and cosy little place half way along Hyde Street as you approach the town centre. The first word that came in to my head on entering this pub was 'Bohemian' as it was furnished with series of excellent paintings that turned out to be all the work of one of the landlady's ...
Hats off to the Met Office
Our dear friends at The Met Office cop a lot of stick from the British public, periodically taking the blame for failing to predict wet summers and cold winters. However, in their defence, we live in a kingdom where predicting the weather is notoriously difficult because it is virtually always under the influence of ever changing weather patterns happening out in the Atlantic. That's why, over the last week, I have been so impressed by the ...
No Business Like Snow Business!
Unless you have just arrived home from a short break on the planet Andromeda, I am going to take a wild guess and assume that everyone reading this is under the assumption that it is going to snow tomorrow. How much snow we will get will of course vary, but there could be (I can here my Canadian relations laughing from here) anything up to six inches, which is nearly half the size of my penis! Snow in southern England is something of a ...
The Star at Bentworth
One of the most critical things about being a forty-something singleton, is to make sure that you have at least one friend who you can go out for a quiet pint with at short notice on any given day. My kids are knocking around my house for at least half the week but on the other days, particularly at weekends, I rapidly tire of my own company and feel the need to talk to someone or something other than the Facebook and Twitter pages I spend far ...