Gina is a freelance journalist living the London dream. She does all the cool things you’d expect of a cliched struggling artist, such as drinking tinnys in the park, wearing oversized cardys and half heartedly trying to save the world. But what she really loves to do is moan. About transport, about children, about biscuits, television, Ikea, oversized mugs, calling Shepherds Pie a pie when it’s not encased in pastry… You name it, she’ll hate it. She’s a cheery chappy really. You’ll see.
25
Jan
2012
In Defence of London Markets
After a lengthy search, I found promise of a land where not every stall sold T-shirts saying 'I hate slogan T-shirts LOL!!!'
15
Dec
2011
The Best Things in London Are Free
There's nothing like getting things for free, allied with the knowledge that you're limiting the amount sent to landfills
5
Nov
2011
The Invisible Cyclist
In a society preoccupied with phones and iPods, we can't afford to be too preoccupied when it comes to road safety
1
Nov
2011
Brockley: A Car’s Worst Nightmare
Being a (North)Eastender, if I ever venture beyond the river, I get all nervous and have to start calling people Guv'nor or Treacle
15
Oct
2011
Wait a Minute Mr Postman…
Due to my rental status, I receive the post of tax evaders and a guy called Jim, who is eligible for a discount on pizza
24
Sep
2011
The New Generation of Road Rage
My naïve dreams of a perfect London commute were dashed when I was left facing an onslaught of anger on the roads
24
Aug
2011
Dear Mr Motor Offence Office…
We've had some good times together, haven't we? Like the time I parked in the wrong section of the car park?
2
Aug
2011
First Class Bus Travel
Like a beacon of light, this bus of the future pulled up, boasting air conditioning and sensibly spaced seats
17
Jun
2011
Umbrella Etiquette
Three feet of pavement is simply not enough for heavily armed commuters wielding lethal protrusions of their egos
23
May
2011
Attack of the Street Lights
When I'm in bed, blinds shut and curtains pulled and I'm STILL kept up by the incessant light coming in, I get peeved
