A Grilling at The Tap

Grilled. I’m red hot, so hot that I’ve turned white-hot and I’m here at The Brewery Tap gagging for a pint of their speciality ‘mango’ cider. But, alas, it’s not to be. My timing is not so hot as the rest of me! I’ve been pipped to the bar by the most generous punter in Sudbury. Not content with orderingContinue reading “A Grilling at The Tap”

Seconds of Seconds in the month of May – and Still Standing!

Memorable. Awkward. I’m running down East Street, shouting ‘Stop that wan***! Stop that wan***! Steggsy’s nicked off with the Ladies’ toilet roll!’ And, all the time, I’m trying to hang onto my jeans, in a futile attempt to keep them hanging low, and avoid falling victim to any brown staining. But it’s a waste of time. I lookContinue reading “Seconds of Seconds in the month of May – and Still Standing!”