No photos of toy robots on this blog. Time to put that right.
Author: Nick Rowswell
Now don’t get me wrong, I love ’em all – Doner, kefta, Korma, Vindaloo, Falafel, Fried chicken, Tex […]
Back to my student stomping ground – Whitechapel, and Brick Lane. Back in Blighty over the Spring break, I […]
1st May 2014 down North End Road. Walking out on a wet West Kensington morning. The rain falls […]
Oh dear, I’ve been away for ages. No matter. Here are some St Patrick’s musings On this St […]
A pick axe A high power hose 5 litres of bleach Some neighborly advice and a queasy moment […]
Some excellent advice on healthy living from the rock band Radiohead Fitter, happier, more productive, Comfortable, Not drinking […]
Grandmothers … those diminutive, crinkly individuals who look after the kids when the parents are at work. Always […]
Nothing quite like a week on the slopes for « getting away from it all. » Sure, lying on a […]
Ah, after tonight, Tuesday nights will never be quite the same. For the past six weeks, French TV […]
Chez Nick 