Wherever I am needed as I work freelance, but mostly at Specific Gravity’s secret HQ.
The bar I’m at, the one I’m going to and the one where I left my hat last night… But really though, right now?
North – El Camion / Pepito, South – Sorry, No Vacancies, East – Satan’s Whiskers, West – The Shop NW10
I’ll change my mind next week, I’m sure.
Whiskey and ginger ale with a shot of something on the side ta very much.
Performing a duel with Champagne corks at Henley Regatta, drinking games with Dirty Sanchez at Beach Break, cheering Prince Harry up with some questionable banter after his horse popped it’s shoes in the first chukka, take your pick - they happen everyday.
The same, but this time bigger, busier and hopefully more refined. I’m supposed to be growing wiser after all.
If they’re lines they’re best kept to stage and screen. Spontaneous wittiness is key.
You were great, I was better
Something classy and unashamedly English... Once Bitten: Quintessentially Vodka Cider vinegar Cloudy Apple juice Pear Puree English sparkling Garnish with a rose.
I’d prefer a Martinez, thanks. 1 part Old Tom gin, 2 parts sweet Vermouth, 1 bar spoon Dry Curacao and a dash of Angostura Bitters. Garnished with a very thin lemon wheel if you please.
Hobbit, Paleontologist or Ninja Monkey