Spitfires Over Malta

“So, um, well, this is our third date,” I say to MediaChap as we sit in the Iranian/ Turkish restaurant. We’ve taken a side-street off the Edgware Road and ended up in this place because there’s wine. “Yes, it is,” MediaChap says, taking my hand. The restaurant is dark. Next to us there is a […]

4.50 From Paddington. Again…*

“How are you?” The Whatsapp message from MediaChap buzzes as I switch on my phone this morning. “Am not being annoying on purpose but please let me know when you hear about hotel so can book train ticket,” I reply. Both the parentals have been pointing out that train ticket prices double every five seconds. […]

Carmina Burana

“What are you up to at the weekend?” MediaChap says. We’re sitting on a sofa outside an auditorium at the Royal Festival Hall. Bits of Carmina Burana are filtering through the woodwork. It’s beautiful. “Seeing the new Stoppard play on Saturday lunchtime and other than that not much. Why?” I say. “Do you want to […]