‘Top 7′ might seem like a random number. But I can assure you that there’s no randomness in this list. In an ongoing quest to find London butchers as brilliant as Joseph Morris in south Leicestershire, I am forever trying out new places thinking ‘maybe this will be the one.’…
Lots of my friends work in The City. This is a annoying for a variety of reasons.
It’s annoying because I now know far more about insurance and reinsurance than I ever wanted to. It’s annoying because they get to go on corporate ski trips and I don’t. But most of all, it’s annoying because so many post-work drinks take place in The City….
The City seems to goes through various stages of evolution. In the ‘80s it was all cocaine and prostitutes… now it’s all super-food salads and cycling to work.
In my mind, most modern day City dwellers fall into one of these two groups though – the ‘80s throwbacks, (Stringfellows/Abacus) or the twenty-first century traders (Chop’d/Chrussh Juice Bar). The weird thing is that my boyfriend falls into neither. He’s in his own nineteenth century bubble….