Chartwell

My parents have been down (or I guess up and slightly to the right like) visiting. The last couple of times they visited my mum has wanted to go to Chartwell and this time we finally got our shit together and went. Chartwell, of course, was the home of Winston...

Tour de France

Since I moved to suburbia it’s safe to say there has been a clear drop off in location related excitement. Whilst it is a big relief not to have shootings on my street and terrorist raids on the local estate I do miss the occasional festivities in Victoria Park....