These are the streets that didn’t make it into the London tourist guidebooks with great hidden places to eat and drink

This is not a play that spoon feeds its audience, instead it is uncompromising and full of complex ideas

Last Friday I nervously made my way to the Groom lash lounge at Selfridges, knowing full well what I was letting myself in for

What kind of pleasure can be garnered from always focusing on the next thing and ignoring the present?

I’m simply jealous that they get to sing and draw pictures all day while I have to relentlessly sit and bash out words

'I really hate Susan Boyle. You can write that down. Oh my God. She’s just so average, I don’t understand it at all'