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Ben’s Canteen, Battersea

Love it or hate it Valentines Day is upon us. In truth, I’ve always loved Valentines Day because I’m a BIG SOPPY SOFTIE (even though lollllllllllllllll this is the first year ever I’ve had a boyfriend for it) but I do appreciate that others despise all the red hearts and pink satin. HOWEVER. The gorgeous Ben’s Canteen in Battersea has exciting menus that cater for all, whether you j’adore it or abhor it! Just a hop, skip and a jump from Clapham Junction  ...

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Eats and Drinks, Eats and Drinks, Lifestyle

Cooking with Marley Spoon

I really love cooking. Especially for other people. In a lot of ways, cooking is a lot like performing. You put together your show, present it to an audience and if it’s good, they make appreciative noises and if you’re lucky you might even get a round of applause at the end. But with every good will in the world, sometimes cooking just isn’t that practical. Especially in these busy whirlwind lives that my chums and I all seem to lead. Sometimes we’re lucky if we  ...

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(A Late) Friday Feeling

HI HUNS Here’s the shiz that’s made this last week BITCHING. This post was supposed to go out on Friday, but I’m a bell and forgot. WHOOPS. SOZ. 1. A sweet sweet Valentines Day. I know people whinge about it but I LIKE IT despite still being a single one. My Dad made me dippy eggs with marmite soldiers, I reflected on having my literal broken heart mended eight years ago on Valentines Day (I have a heart condition and had an operation on it at Great Ormond Street on  ...

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Humour, Top Five

Top Five: Reasons why January is gash

It’s true, Christmas is finally over. The naked, shedding trees have been slung shivering to the kerb, the fairy has been packed up in the loft to once again rub shoulders with the old rocking horse and rusty, dusty exercise bike and even the Bountys have been eaten from the celebrations tin. The glitter has faded from the hootenanny of the 31st and January has reared up at us like a velociraptor with PMT. It’s not the greatest month in the world let’s be honest.  ...

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