The Drag. July 2016.

Dear Rowley, I’m quite fastidious about printing-off photographs snapped on my iPhone if only because I’ve poleaxed enough MacBook Airs with glasses of red wine to know that technology is not infallible and the iCloud is about as reliable as … Continue reading

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Glyndebourne Nights. August 2011.

Dear Rowley, So London’s burning again. Don’t you find it incredible that civil insurgencies of this ilk can be sparked by the death of an alleged drug dealer and violent gang member who if the police hadn’t taken out would … Continue reading

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