Monthly Archives: August 2011

Just wanted to flag up this interview on Eating East – this place is the most fantastic old-fashioned greengrocer… well worth a visit if you are in the area.    

So I was on the bus back from Borough Market yesterday, with a belly full of that holy trinity that no Michelin-starred restaurant will ever come close to – a Monmouth flat white, a rocket and chorizo roll and a … Continue reading →

Ms Baroque in Hackney – baroque sounds like broke if said in an American accent, which she is (American, that is, not broke); the kind of wordplay you enjoy if you’re a poet, which she also is – has launched … Continue reading →

Today is the 50th anniversary of the Berlin Wall going up. I was vaguely commissioned to write a piece about my husband’s grandmother, who escaped from East Berlin, but in the end it wasn’t published, so I’ve decided to post … Continue reading →

The news is simply bilious with riot coverage at the moment, and there’s nothing I can add that hasn’t already been said with far more eloquence and devastating accuracy elsewhere (I thought this piece by Zoe Williams was particularly good). … Continue reading →