Bellend De Jour

Guess what? I’ve gone and done something completely ridiculous. If you read this blog with any regularity (I don’t write with regularity, b...

I know what you're thinking: It must be fun being a sex blogger... Right? I mean, sure, I don’t tell anyone that I sleep with that I do ...

So there really is such a thing as the power of suggestion. This is what we have learnt from Friday night’s shenanigans. I’ve been dying to ...

*HA-LLELUJAH HALLELUJAH HALLELUJAH HA-LLELUJAH HA-LLE-LU-JAH!* I feel like I am in a movie montage. I’m pretty sure Katrina and The Waves wa...

Oh, hello ! Remember me? I’m the one in London having all the sex... Except – oh no! Wait. I’ve not been having any sex at all of late, ther...

By Monday afternoon, I’d spent a fair bit of time thinking over the events of the previous night of Grime and Punishment. Aside from the som...

Last night I went to a friend’s birthday party in some hideous club in West London. Also in attendance were Rob (you will no doubt remember ...