Rushing to Paradise

Waking up with a start as the alarm bleeps, I realise that it’s five o’clock in the afternoon. Meeting MediaChap at seven for our second date. Not going to have time for a bath: it’s going to be a quick wipe with a baby wipe and then a few sprays of Coco Mademoiselle on top […]

Night Train

“It’s lovely here,” I say. I’m with the Twitcher in an amazing place. Maybe trains used to sleep here at night: we’re in Kings Cross. The restaurant has a high vaulted ceiling and a life size photo of a train on the back wall. “I’m glad you like it,” he says, smiling at me. He […]