If you drink coffee but cross the road when you see a Starbucks, carry a handkerchief instead of a gun and spell your words correctly without a ‘zee’ then you cannot possibly be American. Continue reading “The 4th of July: Celebrate even if you’re not American”
Every time I visit a Scandinavian country I promise myself it’ll be the last. No more overpriced coffee, cold weather or sensible behaviour. There is more to life than making friends with the sterile and unsexy second cousins of the EU. So after Iceland, Denmark, Sweden and Norway I was done but not done with perfect happy countries. I thought I’d test my patience elsewhere. So off I jolly well went to Finland, on an intrepid journey to search for bizarre attributes of Scandinavia’s last perfect land that I hadn’t thoroughly criticised. Continue reading “Finland: more than just a pretty face?”
Life is full of problems. Fortunately, some have taken it upon themselves to create solutions to issues that no one knew needed solving. But where’s the fun in that? Continue reading “Ideas that make the world a better place – but not really”
It is the unspoken duty of all lawyers to raise awareness on often sensitive and contentious issues, such as environmental awareness and corporate social responsibility. As the very sensible and serious lawyer that I am, I too must do my part to encourage the world to be a better place, one squash game at a time. Continue reading “It’s All Fun And Games Until Someone Throws A Racquet”
I am sure airport pat downs are getting more invasive each time I fly. That said, there is nothing quite like being manhandled by a complete stranger in a wholly legal manner. Hell, everyone enjoys it in very select circumstances. Continue reading “Airport Pat downs: a cry for long lost human affection?”
For the first few days, I was officially off meat after commuting to London for the weekday grind in similar conditions to that of a cattle truck. But unlike most cows in a confined space, there are no moo’s or groans. Everyone remains quiet and pretends their nose is not resting on the top of someone’s head or that they can’t smell pungent armpit. It is the most “outside of comfort zone” any remotely claustrophobic or stanch nay-sayer of cheap flights on budget airlines could ever dare to be. It left me half hoping an oxygen mask would drop down from the ceiling and I wasn’t even on the tube yet.
You’d be forgiven for thinking that Competitive Scrabble players wearing Hawaiian print dresses and absent of facial piercings, do not present themselves at the gates of a Berlin squat. Continue reading “How to Survive a Night in a Berlin Squat”
If you’d asked me two weeks ago what I thought about people dressing up in historical costumes and recanting battle scenes for a hobby, I would have said it sounds like a sure way to stay off drugs and alcohol. Continue reading “Release Your Inner History Geek”