The good news is I got a sweet price on an old caravan that we are going to park outside on the weekends and sell pies out of. The bad news is that it was rotten to its core and requires a slightly fuller restoration that originally planned.
Here is a photo of Garry grinning beside [...]

Good pubs need Steves.
When I used to run a bar in Luton with my sister Anna, it was Steve Dillon who once drunk 32 pints of Guinness on St Patrick’s Day, concluding at 4am on March 18 with his swinging a bar stool around above his head and shouting “Alright, I’ma cunt I’ll admitit…”
The point [...]

Thanks to Emi for getting into the spirit of things and dressing up to match the back wall…

Readers of this blog will have noted that as well as cutting wit and purple prose, it is always well edited with no tpyos or major grammatical errors. This is not due to vigilance by this writer who subscribes to the Kerouacian “first thought, best thought,” edit later approach.
No… This is due to the fact [...]