Monthly Archives: February 2012

This was a comment I found on a group in Face Book and I choose to add mine. Too Tall Why is there a Black History Month? Isn’t that reverse racism? And why is it still Black History Month, instead … Continue reading →

Voting On Your Feet. Years ago in the working man’s parts of London, there were a profusion of eateries with the common name of..Pie and Mash. They were all independent but shared the same taste in design, being usually bright … Continue reading →

As an alternative to conventional dining I can personally recommend Berry Bros & Rudd, Wine merchants to Royalty, at the bottom end of St.James Street where it meets Pall Mall. I believe that I am correct in saying that they … Continue reading →

I went to work this morning feeling a little neglected and disappointed about certain matters that I had previously commented on, and my mood was not lightened as I made a start. I picked up in Canary Wharf and was … Continue reading →

There is a new show on at the Trafalgar Studios in Whitehall next to the famous Square of the same name. It is called..Sex with a Stranger. I did consider auditioning for the part of the Stranger, but that would … Continue reading →

Scandal or just plain fiction…. http://www-thedesolategarden-com.co.uk/…. published in 2/3 weeks. Only one way to find out!

Final post before a climb to the land of Nod… There are many parallels that can be drawn between life and sport, especially physical sports. One of the first things you are taught in Judo, for example, is how to … Continue reading →

Originally posted on The Words of Daniel Kemp:
The view from the cab There is a new show on at the Trafalgar Studios in Whitehall next to the famous Square of the same name. It is called..Sex with a Stranger.…

The view from the cab There is a new show on at the Trafalgar Studios in Whitehall next to the famous Square of the same name. It is called..Sex with a Stranger. I did consider auditioning for the part of … Continue reading →

Originally posted on The Words of Daniel Kemp:
An anodyne tale from The View From The Cab…A good few years ago when I had the enthusiasm to drive long hours in London, I picked up a man who, although was…