I am standing impatiently outside the Quraishi Bakery, in Al Manara, Dubai. The doughy smell of bread, just pulled from a furnace-like tandoor is being ejected from an extractor overhead, and my juices are flowing. It is one of hundreds of such bakeries throughout the city. They supply individuals like me, to delivery boys on […]

A new article in progress but a worthy examination of the differences between haggis and faggots, or Scots and Welsh, if you like.

I while ago, I was standing daydreaming in the lesbian section of a clothes shop called Minge, or at least it sounded like Minge. It certainly had the letters M, N and G in its name but actually I’m not that sure now. Before long, I found myself contemplating lentils. I really like them, in […]