Lost my job, it’s 35 degrees outside, and I’ve spent my newfound free time building a website that tells you which London pubs have air conditioning

Lost my job, it’s 35 degrees outside, and I’ve spent my newfound free time building a website that tells you which London pubs have air conditioning

Priorities innit Turns out the government keeps records of which pubs/restaurant/cafe have AC. So I joined that with the FSA database and now you can look up whether your local actually has aircon or if you’re just going to sit there slowly melting into a sticky puddle. https://staycool.lol/ if anyone wants it. Works on your […]

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Tribute or theft? Co Thành Covent Garden claims to honour Anthony Bourdain and Saigon’s Lunch Lady, or is it cashing in on them?

Tribute or theft? Co Thành Covent Garden claims to honour Anthony Bourdain and Saigon’s Lunch Lady, or is it cashing in on them?

Is this “Vampiric Vietnamese”? Co Thành has just opened next to Covent Garden Market, claiming to be the legacy of The Lunch Lady, the Saigon street-food stall made globally famous by Anthony Bourdain’s No Reservations (video embedded on their website). Does this London restaurant, with its plastic chairs, probable rent of a quarter-million a year, and […]

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Queens Head, Shoreditch – One of the worst experiences at a venue in my life!

Queens Head, Shoreditch – One of the worst experiences at a venue in my life!

Queens Head, Shoreditch: Surviving the Slipstream of London Nightlife Dusk folds over London like a neon shawl. The air shifts from the day’s chatter to the promise of something magnetic in the streets—tattooed shadows, street-food sizzle, and the magnetic hum of conversations about to spark. Tonight, we’re chasing that spark, skirting the edges of a […]

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The King has kicked out Prince Andrew, and this 99-year-old Indian restaurant

The King has kicked out Prince Andrew, and this 99-year-old Indian restaurant

The King’s Shadow over a Regent Street Pepperpot and a Berkshire Morning In Berkshire, the river glints like a polite invitation to nostalgia. The Thames slips through towns with names that sound half-remembered from a childhood map: Henley’s ferries, Windsor’s iron gates, Pangbourne’s sleepy lanes. The air carries a quiet, almost ceremonial dignity—the sort you […]

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