As we say goodbye to the 1970s, life takes a whole new turn in the 80s. The nation was enraptured by the fairytale romance of Lady Diana Spencer and Prince Charles, and the UK was ruled with a rod
If you were a student in the 70s or 80s, no doubt the phrase Students’ Union makes you think of beer… gigs… cheap beer… Rag Week and perhaps even more beer.
Nostalgia! There’s nothing quite like it, is there? It only takes a few bars of music or the aroma of something cooking to take us straight down Memory Lane.
There’s no doubt the food industry has changed in recent years. Today’s discerning consumers want fresh, seasonal fare, locally grown produce and ethically reared meat that hasn’t travelled the world to reach their plate. Even the ubiquitous fast food
A year or so ago, I went to Manchester with some of my friends to see a group at the brilliant Sankeys. Before we hit the club, we decided to take a stroll down the infamous Canal Street and
Freshers’ your busiest trading period is over, don’t tell me sales were down compared to last year? The double dip recession is biting deeper, fuel costs are spiralling and food costs have more than doubled in the last
A roaring fire, oak beams, old men playing dominoes, a balding dog drinking beer from an over-sized ashtray, the sticky carpet, the fog of cigarette smoke, a pentagram on the yellowed wall and a suspicious-looking landlord, looking at you in
A hundred years ago, the use of this word would pertain to heating up an iron and distressing your cow or horse by scorching your mark of ownership into their rump. Nowadays, the word is generally used to describe a
There’s nothing quite like eating out, is there? Romantic dinners for two, a big birthday blowout meal, lunch with a friend, the office annual Christmas dinner, or just a fun filled night out with a group of friends. They’re
Well Brian Potter and the Phoenix Club might think that garlic bread is the future, but for me, if I never see a slice of garlic topped baguette again, that will be too soon. It’s not that I don’t like
Music festivals are brilliant, aren’t they? They’re a bit like living inside a shuffled iPod for a weekend, filled with your favourite music… and alcohol.
Talking about the Olympics – you were talking about the Olympics, weren’t you? So far it’s all going swimmingly and even a grouch like me, who bemoaned the expense and extravagance (given the current economic climate), is delighted to see Team GB has