London has taken the all-British tradition of the afternoon tea to the next level with new options ranging from the stylish to the quirky. From fairytales to cigars, here are the best afternoon teas in town.
Why is Savile being crucified for most men's slightly groping, misplaced, but ultimately harmless affections? What's in a peck on the cheek, other than a potential tongue? Isn't a hand on the knee just a simpler way of saying 'me likey'?