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September 13, 2010 | Motivational Tale For a MondayMy friend Sara has just broken up with her boyfriend, a creature whose emerging escapades make Wayne Rooney look like Saint Paul. Surely the worst kind of love rat is the one you don’t see coming; the outwardly nice, harmless, everyman type, who one day – out of nowhere – delivers an almighty sucker punch [...]  August 16, 2010 | Margarita LocaThere’s been a flurry of internet dating among the men of late. I suspect this is motivated less by a search for The One and more by a panic at graduating from Q1: No Sex Quarterly Measuring System Q1 = 0-3 months = dating August 6, 2010 | House PartyArriving late to a house party is a dislocating experience, like turning on a film near the end and trying to work out what’s been going on. And if this was any film, it was somewhere between Planet of the Apes and one of those bad American romcoms that goes straight to DVD. One of the [...] July 21, 2010 | True RomanceRomance. It’s a tricky one to nail. First of all, it’s probably best not to use the word ‘nail’. Some men have a knack for it, in the same way a person is naturally good at dancing, or dressing well, or cooking scrambled eggs. My father, for example, is a bit of a pro. The [...] June 25, 2010 | World CrisisA friend of a friend (I can’t remember his name – let’s call him Carl) has a crush on his workmate. He’s a teacher, a profession not necessarily noted for its abundance of eye candy. Though this view could have been influenced by my education at a single sex day school, where young male staff [...] May 4, 2010 | Notes on a Bank HolidayNotes to self after bank holiday weekend spent in Wales: 1) Always expect a little bit of rain when you visit Wales. Even if it’s just for 5 minutes, like a weather-shaped memo: ‘Haha, yes. That’s right, you’d forgotten for a moment hadn’t you? You’re in WALES’ 2) Damson gin is surprisingly good. April 30, 2010 | Personal AttackAfter a truly appalling week, a summit meeting with the girls at our local Italian was called to throw wine and half price pasta at the problem. As I was leaving my house I got a call from my best friend Ed, who was running the marathon the following day and wanted me on his support [...] April 22, 2010 | The Curious Incident of the Cat in the Night-timeEver been to Callooh Callay? If you’re sick from the epidemic of leathery lounge bars sweeping across the capital it makes a pleasant change, if musty furniture, Narnia wardrobe passageways and sofas made out of baths are your thing. I can only imagine the owner is a C S Lewis fan who had a bath and a [...] April 21, 2010 | The Ghost of Psycho MikeI hate bumping into old flames. Who doesn’t? Like all women, I’m nearly always buying tampons, not wearing make-up, emerging from a sexual health clinic, signing on, kicking a puppy at the time. It was never so bad in the past, when the micro-communities of university placed you on constant high alert against chance encounters with [...] |
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