Travel

A pub crawl through Norwich… by canoe

Pub and Paddle Norwich by canoe
We’ve had many elegant moments, but this is not one. Charlie lowers herself into the canoe first – an unsteady and unfamiliar combination of retro, crimson lifejacket, oversized designer handbag and wooden paddle. I’m next. Map in one hand, anorak in the other, I ease myself down to the bench as Nick gently pushes us…
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A Night on Osbert – a Boatel in Hackney, London

Bored of expensive London hotels? Try spending a night on Osbert, an awesome canal-side ‘boatel’ that’s located in London’s very own Haggerston Riviera. Yep, that’s actually a real thing. The barge, which is docked in Gainsborough Wharf on Regent’s Canal (a 15-minute walk from Old Street and Angel underground stations), is a cool escape in…
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Burgers

Cheeseburger Baby, Miami, Florida

Nobody really needs a fussy fancy burger. Least of all me. And that’s why I love Cheeseburger Baby, the antithesis of the showy tits and arse Miami that’s just around the corner. Cheeseburger Baby is located on Washington Avenue, or “grimy Miami” as one smoothy city resident told me. But grimy is my thing! I’ve been to…
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Burgers

Burger at The Bite, Zurich, Switzerland

Sandwiched between two porn shops in Zurich you’ll find the world’s most expensive burger. But it’s a good one. We found The Bite in a part of Zurich that I quite liked. It felt less polished, less chocolate box than the rest of the city. There were strip clubs and adult film shops, then more strip…
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Burgers

Five Guys, Take Two

A few years back I slagged off Five Guys because the burgers made me feel fat and shit. And while there’s a certain expectation that burgers will always make you feel a bit fat and a bit shit, there are different levels of feeling fat and shit. I felt very fat and very shit. The…
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Bruce Springsteen in Barcelona, spring 2016: a weekend with my dad

It’s a muggy Saturday night in Barcelona. There are 64,000 Catalonians crammed into Camp Nou. On the stage is Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band, belting their way through the first song of the night: Badlands. And next to me? My dad. Grinning. BEAMING. Jumping like a kid high on sweets. He wasn’t supposed…
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