Lady Blonde reports from… Hoxton Grill
As the groans subsided and he lent back, spent, he looked at me with eyes that were drooping under the weight of complete satisfaction, over a scene of disarray that spoke of the devouring that had just unfolded. Then, with a raspy voice laced with exhausted fulfilment, he said the sweet, sweet words we all … Continue reading
Lady Blonde reports from Pizza East Portobello
If the headlines from Ascot are anything to go by, it appears you can drag a city boy into finery but you can’t make him behave (though you can clearly make him drink). This seems to be becoming more and more the case amongst these nouveau types: the smarter the occasion and the more refined … Continue reading
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