Imagine putting your coat on, opening the front door and closing it behind you. You begin strolling along a little field path and decide to keep on walking. It proves a wise decision, because eventually you end up in Spain, the West Bank and the Himalayas.
Read MoreWhy the hell was London Bridge dismantled and rebuilt in Arizona?
The London Bridges of old were famous for falling down, but the stone one built in 1831 was pretty sturdy. OK, sturdyish. It had started sinking, to be fair. But is this why it was taken down before being rebuilt in *checks notes* the Arizonan desert?
Read MoreKattenKabinet: A terrifying journey inside Amsterdam’s cat museum
I mean, why wouldn’t Amsterdam be home to a museum that celebrates man’s ability to fashion feline-themed pinball machines, porcelain paperweights and zoomorphised mannequins? And why wouldn’t I want to go there?
Read MoreThe Standard, High Line: The good bits, the bad bits, the ugly bits
It’s a place where passers-by watch you defecate to their heart’s content, where champagne-glugging models take their clothes off in front of your disbelieving eyes, and where floor-to-ceiling views of Lower Manhattan suck the breath from your windpipe.
Read MoreThat time a stray cat had a litter of kittens down the side of my bed
It’s not the ideal discovery to make when your boss sends you home from work for being too hungover after not winning the work ten-pin bowling tournament. My god, that was a long sentence. Anyway, here’s the story of how I became a father to felines.
Read MoreCosmic travelling with reggae legend Lee ‘Scratch’ Perry
What is cosmic traveller Lee ‘Scratch’ Perry’s preferred departure point? The disappointingly terrestrial London City Airport. And one time the legendary Jamaican producer was there, I was there too. So obviously I had to go over and ask him to make me a dubplate.
Read MoreLeague Two Play-Off Final 2012: It’s the hope that kills you
On 6 August 2011, my beloved Cheltenham Town began an epic 295-day campaign to win promotion from the murky depths of League Two. Which they very nearly did, until it all went a bit wrong. At Wembley. On a glorious day. In front of thousands of people. And yes, I cried.
Read MoreWhat happened when I travelled to India with my mum
In a moment of madness, I asked my mum if she fancied travelling around India for a bit. With me. She only went and said yes and, when the time came, there she was at the airport to meet me. Here’s what happened next.
Read MoreCafe Churchill, Whitehall: Why it’s the worst cafe in London
I found it: the single worst cafe in London. Cafe Churchill on Parliament Street is so spectacularly awful – on every conceivable level – that it should surely win some kind of award. After its owners are sent to prison.
Read MoreEnis’s Cafe, Waterloo: You’ll never leave
It’s fair to say that Enis’s had a bit of a reputation. It was a local cafe for local people, and no one else was welcome. I just really wish someone had told me this before I ventured in, because the only way I could get out was by calling the police.
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