October 5, 2012 Click here for a full portion
Dealing with travel bookings would have been so much easier if I were a mushroom. You see, if Mr Chantrelle booked a plane ticket and turned up with a passport saying “Monsieur Girolle”, check-in staff would not bat an eyelid. Or if “Herr Pfifferling” turned up for the flight instead, they would welcome him with open arms – not only because he’s a fun guy (!) but because despite their different names, these three mushrooms are in fact one and the same delicious thing.
July 19, 2012 Click here for a full portion
So… rumour has it that a certain Very Very Large Sporting Event is about to take place, virtually in my back yard here in London. For almost 12 years we have lived in what most west-Londoners considered a distant and drab backwater of the capital (pretty much how most west-Londoners regard anything east […]