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Custom Folkestone

The Folkestone Curve Something is happening in Folkestone. As the next phase of development of the harbour, seafront, and former Folkestone Harbour railway station kicks into gear, the ripples of…

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Chants Would be a Fine Thing

“…They have a few drinks and probably the prawn sandwiches, and they don’t realise what’s going on out on the pitch.” – Roy Keane What happened to football? The first drink I…

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Where The Light Gets In

Sparks Flying In Stockport “Where the f***k is everyone?”, I feel like shouting out in the middle of the market place after walking around Stockport’s virtually deserted ‘Old Town’. The…

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Kym’s

Xian and the City The first restaurant that saw me ratcheting up visits time and again, like an obsessive groupie, was A. Wong in Victoria. Obsessional, frequent, rat-a-tat visits that…

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Jolene

Serial Miller Dear Dolly, Was it a surprise when The White Stripes belted out ‘Jolene’ at their gigs? It’s got 7 million views on YouTube, you know? Also, have you…

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Go On, Just Have One

It feels like I’ve achieved a feat of Herculean proportions: 122 days of a total self-imposed booze ban, nothing, nada, zilch, not a sip – even negotaited a couple of…

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Grand Trunk Road

Grand Indian Dining In Woodford The Meghna Grill in South Woodford. Sunday. Some time in the 80s. A sprawling buffet, a pile of massive rustling onion bhajis. The eight-year-old me…

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The Lingerers

“You have the best job in the world, you really do…” So the refrain goes, a bit of admiration laced with a dash of jealousy and a smattering of “Oh…

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Donostia

Txak Attack Txakoli, light of my life, fire of my glass. My sin, my soul. Cha-Ko-Lee: the tip of the tongue taking an acid trip of three steps down the…

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Berenjak

Special K Kabab. Kebab. Kebap. Kabob. Kebob. Whichever of its iterations are eaten/uttered/cooked, it’s all the same family, the same flame licked DNA. Loved and cosseted as part of the…