You are probably still running around in you fancy pants after yesterday, so lets try something a little less frenetic and more cerebral. Ideal for waking up on a Sunday morning before contemplating fighting your way through traffic to get your holid[…]

I’m not very good at writing about pubs – my excuse is that I tend to care a hundred times more about the company than the place. Nonetheless, this was a regular haunt of mine for many years before I even moved to London. For no particula[…]

At Poptimism last night we held the draw for the 2010 Pop World Cup. If you’re playing, and would like to know who you’ll be managing, details are below! The names – where I don’t know you already – are drawn from the or[…]

Sometimes I feel that I am the only one who likes the Chandos – a large Sam Smiths pub near Charing Cross station where the downstairs always feels kind of old and stuck in time, and the upstairs like a velvet throne of luxury and depraved deca[…]