September 2016

So I was interviewed recently by the rather fabulous Katherine Widman of Haydn Grey fame, for her occasional series about the lives of writers, designers and other creative bods. In it I managed to out myself as a One Direction fan, recite Elvis lyrics, share a story about a squashed Mars bar and reveal that my favourite book is by...

“How do you spell schlep?” said a colleague in the office the other day. “Why?” I replied. “Because I’m Whatsapping my friend to tell her I think it’s a bit of a schlep from the bus stop to the bar.”Schlep or shlep, comes from the Yiddish word shlepn which means an arduous journey (from a bus stop to a bar)...