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Eats and Drinks, London, Museums and Galleries, Pubs, Restaurants and bars, South

Southbank Stroll

Me and some pals wanned to do something t’other night. It was a Friday. We’d finished work for the week. It felt right to celebrate getting through another laborious week in the office. YET we were quite poor and on a time constraint. We scoured Time Out and Londonist and Skint London and all  those other lovely sites that help flailing-fun-hungry (flungry) Londoners and yet couldn’t find anything that cut the mustard (side note- how DOES one cut mustard? Answers on a  ...

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Culture, Events, Hobbies, Lifestyle, London, Restaurants and bars, Theatre, Theatre, West-End

#LDNTheatreBlogger Meet-Up: GINSPIRATIONAL

Earlier this week a whole host of London Theatre Bloggers made their way down the windy stairs of Central and Co (fittingly located next door the the Palladium’s Stage Door) for an evening of networking (less wanky than it sounds I promise) hosted by the wonderful folk over at Official Theatre. When I was first invited, I was like YEAH sounds GREAT, getting a chance to say HIYA to a whole host of other blogger type folk, and then I found out that we would be doing a GIN-TASTING  ...

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Eats and Drinks, Eats and Drinks, Home, Lifestyle

Cheese and Wine Party or DAIRY AND PLONK NIGHT

We’re settling into the wonderfully glitter and innuendo filled world of panto beautifully. Costumes are being fitted, cows are being milked, giants are being thwarted (SORRY SPOILER ALERT) and most importantly the cast are bonding. We decided the only fitting way to celebrate the start of the festive season was to throw a cheese and wine party at our digs. STILTON and BAKED CAMEMBERT and PROSECCO and MERLOT OH MY. Stellar way to kick off rehearsals. I’d love to properly blog  ...

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Eats and Drinks, London, Pubs, South

Pub Pondering: The Kings Arms, Waterloo

Whenever I stroll through the terrace lined streets of Waterloo by the railway, I seem to block out the screeching of the tracks and instead feast upon the rows and rows of little station cottages. I find them industrially romantic, each boasting a different colour door to inspire some beauty in the Georgian two-up-two down pattern.   Nestled here amongst the smoke scarred bricks and mortar lies The Kings Arms. You’ll know it because come 5.30 on a weekday, folk are spilling out  ...

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