Micropubs – where small is beautiful…
Remember the days when a pub was a pub? Where you went for a quiet drink to unwind after a hard day. A place where you could meet your friends, or pop in knowing there would always be someone up
The mad, mad world of hospital catering
Wanted. One large, robust brick wall – needed for head bashing exercise for frustrated food marketer and common sense advocate who is in despair over hospital food.
Advice to fat cats – engage brain before opening mouth!
I am incandescent! Reading about Sir Terry Leahy’s glib comments on Dessert Island Discs took me from rant to full-blown rage in less than 60 seconds.