What’s worse? The pandemic or the politics that surround it?
Waking up, fretting over the pandemic and listening to the Premier is a daily routine. As is wading through the political dreck and hackneyed takes that follow soon thereafter.
That time I snuck over Mexico’s border. With a clown.
The last time I travelled to Mexico, I weaved my way through neighbouring Guatemala. The only problem was explaining who my guide was to customs.
Will this pandemic force us to recognise our privilege?
With a pandemic sweeping across the globe, I’m wondering if this is the moment when we finally realise how fortunate we are.
That time I chauffeured Lady Bedford and her date Wodwick…and almost killed them
Once upon a time, I was the chauffeur of a lady of the British upper classes. It didn’t go well.
To the men who ghosted me but still follow me on social media: Why?
It’s an age-old question. Why do those who ghost you still haunt the halls of your social media?