Last week I was in the hospital and what better way to pass recovery time than on Tinder? Â Frequently, I considered how inappropriate it felt to be swiping whilst inserted with cannulas and drainage tubes and with morphine surging around my body, but then I remembered how bored I was, how rubbish daytime T.V. is…
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One Night at The Mandrake
It’s early Sunday afternoon, and we step out onto the pavement, dream-like and elevated. Would I say reborn? No, too pretentious. We inhale the fresh air, take in the bright late-summer sunshine and weave through the London throng towards home. We’ve just emerged from 24 hours at the five-star, luxury, boutique hotel, The Mandrake. First…
