Skippy est mort dans mon ventre

Now, the last thing I want to do is sound old fashioned, but I don’t think that anyone who was with me understands the gravity of what I’ve done.  Some background first…
The food at college is pretty bloody amazing.  In fact it’s like eating at a restaurant every day for about 3 Euros a head [...]

Tu viens d’ou?

Fantastic night… open bar!   I was drunk to the point where I put my plastic cup between my teeth in order to dance more effectively, and consequently spilt beer in my eyes when I tilted my head back.  I had to pretend like I meant to do it.
I am now covered in beer.
Did I mention [...]

Vous êtes bien installé?

Since I haven’t given the address of this blog to anyone I hardly need to apologise for keeping some sort of audience on the edge of it’s seat. But as the reader may imagine, moving country has been filled with all sorts of impedances. But now, sitting with Charlotte Gainsborough on my ipod and [...]