Mojitos are the first stereotype drink of the noughties. FACT. And how do I know? From reading chick-lit. And, admittedly, by attending local west-London ponce bars.
Every chick-lit book EVER has a scene concerned with cooking or drinking something t[…]

Snackspot should be called “I Love SnaXXoRs”. OK, I only know about it cos of NTK. It’s half-blog, half-chat obsessed with consumer snack food spotting, and you are encouraged to “Submit a sighting” (recently spotted: Mi[…]

Kathleen Kiirik Bryson’s Wilderness
Prowler Stores, Kings X, London, til 8th September
The exhibition here covers roughly a decade of one person’s need to create images. A series of mental collages, hybrid beings and iconic wicked-women, […]

Food anti-rockism alert… I’m through with making stuff from scratch. I made a jerk paste with my bare hands the other week — lots of lovely ingredients (all spice berries, cinnamon, spring onions, er, other stuff), a modicum of fun […]

A Computer called LEO
There have been enough documentaries covering Station X, Alan Turing and the Enigma code for most people to make a decent stab at some of the details of the birth of the digital computer. But aside from the urgent need to get on[…]

Survivors – Grim Reality TV
No not Survivor the rubbish reality TV show that went down well US of stateside, I mean Survivors. Created by Terry Nation in the 70s and assigned to that dumpbin of all things telly: the “cult classic”. […]