When the weather is fine - not always a given - nothing beats a summer's day in England and I have gathered a few tips over the years that make for the ingredients of a garden party that will go with a swing.
London City Airport sits in the heart of London's famous Royal Docks. The airport of the Square Mile residing in one of London's poorest communities has always struck me as a tad peculiar.
At The Shed the humous arrives with a novel kind of crisp bread and some chive flowers. It really is a wonderful thing. It's the sort of dish that makes me loathe Michelin. Innovative, delicious beautiful and totally off their fussy Franco-gastrophilanthropic radar.
A London weekend festival, Lovebox has been described as "an annual love letter to the Capital" and I couldn't agree more. As usual it took part in Victoria Park, delivering its eclectic mix of musical genres. This year's headliners included Hercules and Love Affair, Nas, Maverick Sabre, Banks, MIA and Bonobo.
I love London, almost as much as I love food - luckily for me, the two go hand in hand. In fact, the best thing about living in London is the sheer unparalleled variety when it comes to dining out. Rarely do I ever turn down the offer to try a new restaurant or pop-up.
For graduands and graduates it's a mixture of excitement but the terror of uncertainty and an air of sadness seems to fill a lot of faces... To those starting university, don't let what you have fall away from you, it's the most disappointing feeling in the world (trust me, I know).
Beth Cullen has lived a double life, at least professionally. She gained a first class honours degree in sculpture at John Moores University in Liverpool in 1994, and a subsequent post-graduate degree in sculpture and bronze casting at The Royal College of Art.
So here I am, 25 and without my driving licence. For the first time I'm actually embarrassed about it. I had never considered that there would be a day when I'd feel judged for not having accomplished what my sister achieved six weeks after turning seventeen, or what my parents have been doing for a combined 70 years.
Jess and I were sitting in the staff canteen facing the window. Across the road was a scaffolded office block, in the centre of the tarpaulin a large sign read 'Considerate Constructors - improving the image of builders'.
The dust is rising as the last few struts are removed and packed up for onward travel,The Dutch are licking their wounds following another World Cup penalty shoot-out failure, and a disconsolate mood hangs over the dry bare ground revealed by the vanished Masterpiece 'Evolution' tent like a miasma.
My cousin e-mailed me and asked me a few questions about moving to London that I felt compelled to share with you all...
One of the most important lessons I have learnt from my years in business is that nothing is possible without hard work. Women today are often juggling family, children and work and this is one of the challenges we face daily. However, as a mother of four children, I know the importance of having a support system, but also being able to be self-reliant.
with a "W" prefix-postcode have shot up by 15%!) The flat vendor and I set a tentative moving date for June as our lawyers thrash out the legal vitals. In the meantime my rental contract is up. And I have nowhere to go. So I do what any 34-1/4-year-old man would probably never do: I head back to live with my mum....
Thus the menu at The Crown when Aldo came to cook this week reflected the dishes of his childhood. The local sparkie, tyre-man, the farmers, a smattering of music producers (they get everywhere these days) and an excitable crowd of yummy mummies ate five courses, churned out by an increasingly sweaty Zilli, working at the pass with the very gifted pub chef, Felan Hennigan.
Be warned. If you're considering a legal career, make sure you've thought it through carefully... Today, law firms and chambers are expecting more from potential trainees and pupils than ever before. Before embarking on this major journey, start to think about what it is you really want to do and what will make you happy.
Back in the days when Londoners started to look more presentable - a dozen years ago, maybe? - I used to loved writing stories on high-speed grooming that involved, say, having a blow-dry, a manicure and a pedicure all at the same time and within half an hour. It was a bit like going through a beauty-car-wash, but heck, it was effective, swift and looks-enhancing.