Gin
Coffee and food
Tasting my entire gin collection in one day
I have what can be referred to as an ‘extensive’ gin collection. When I moved into my flat in 2016 the very first thing I purchased, before furniture or cutlery, was five bottles of gin. Then as I was travelling last year gin became my souvenir of choice since these days every city has a […]
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Coffee and food
Personal
Guys, I’m happy to announce I’m going to be a millionaire
If you have seen me in the last week I will have told you the story of Baileys. More specifically I would have run up to you like an overexcited Pomeranian and forced you to sit as I regaled you with the tale of the Irish cream. This amazing story of tax, Soho and cream […]
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Getting a bit philosophical
Literally just 18 reasons that I drank gin
My list of blog posts that I need to write has now topped 100. This stupidly high number isn’t because I don’t post enough (who the fuck thought I would still be slogging it out two times a week 672 posts later) but rather because I drink too much coffee and get overexcited. In caffeine […]
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Coffee and food
Travel
A gin pilgrimage and a not-dead horse
If I am famous for anything in my friendship group it is for never leaving Zone 1. I know I know, there is a big wide world out there and London isn’t the center of the universe. In my defence I could live a thousand lifetimes within the confines of Zone 1 and still not […]
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Blog Addicts Anonymous – I’m guilty
I’m Rebecca, and I’m a blog addict. I’m guilty of stalking cool kids off the internet and bribing them with coffee, gin or blackmail until they agree to be my friend. I’m guilty of holding the phrase ‘I’m a blogger’ close to my heart, because it makes me so happy and tingle with pride. I’m […]
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Move to the UK and learn how to Kew
The funny thing about living in London is that in the same way that you crave Pineapple Lumps and Jaffas you also crave big expanses of green. Londoners seem to accept any little patch of grass, I can’t get over people sitting on what I would call a busy roundabout in New Zealand while they […]
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