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Some economists have jokingly defined a recession like this: If your neighbour gets laid off, it’s a recession. If you get laid off, it’s a depression. My bright, articulate friend Natasha used to work in the city but is now … Read more →

Plan B and I were realising our age: a 20-something-year-old pop artist and his girlfriend were amused at our jokes (admittedly Plan B’s in particular). The girlfriend took a few glasses of Prosecco as we left one Notting Hill art … Read more →

‘Perhaps we could do a little crawl, taking in some of the old haunts in Notting Hill?’ Plan B suggested. I was looking forward to a long weekend in London, staying with Monique in Kensington and catching up with friends. … Read more →

Natasha and I were enjoying a rejuvenating break, strolling along the cobbled streets of Lyon, indulging in spa treatments and dining out at bouchons in France’s gastronomic capital. ‘I couldn’t go out with someone who didn’t appreciate good food,’ Natasha … Read more →

‘All okay. I’ve dated some frogs… The usual no follow-up, some follow-up, interest, no interest and general confusion. So dating in London has not changed,’ was one of my friend’s updates.
‘The ecologist has flown away like the bats he … Read more →

I recently had a chat aka a hysterical outburst with Hot Danish. It was the weekend. I was standing on the balcony. HD ushered me inside and quickly closed the doors. ‘But you have to understand that work comes first,’ … Read more →

‘Isn’t this romantic?’ I said, holding Hot Danish’s hand as we crossed the IJ River on a free ferry boat to the Eye Film Museum in Amsterdam. ‘Except I’m here with you and HD,’ said my new expat friend.

I … Read more →

A few magazine commission offers came through last week. Brief one: to review a sex show in the Red Light District. Hot Danish wasn’t interested in either of us going – he said the review would interrupt our weekend plans. … Read more →

I have come to the conclusion that a man’s ideal holiday includes three things: sex, food and a lie-in. An ideal day on an ideal holiday starts at 11am (just before the hotel stops serving breakfast); a leisurely breakfast; leaving … Read more →

‘She’s at home sulking because I said it was a boys’ night,’ Hot Danish’s friend said when asked where his girlfriend was. We were at De Parade (an annual travelling theatre festival which completes its run in Amsterdam’s Martin Luther … Read more →