Day: February 7, 2006

I have just come back into the hotel, at 7AM, after spending around 45 minutes shivering in the early morning chill. I am told that this fire alarm was prompted by an actual fire in the hotel, but there are no signs of it in the wing I am in. A fire alarm is a very confusing thing as 6:15. Read more →

I spent a long time trying to think what story I would tell to celebrate Gerry Winch. After spending half my time growing up at his house I’ve got a lot of stories. I thought about telling the story of the time Gerry taught me to always read the labels on my food, by offering me a “pickle” from a… Read more →