Author Archives: Christina Kenny
Cycling in London part 3, or, Why London Cab Drivers Want All Cyclists, Even The Nice, Careful Ones, DEAD
Me: Did you just try to run me over? Cabbie: Fuck off. Continue reading
Shit My Mum Says (On Narcotics)
I’m just about to go and see my mother in hospital, and wondering if she’ll come up with anything as good as this. Continue reading
Shit Other People’s Mums Say
Overheard in Eastleigh station. Mother to furious teenage daughter: “Oh, so it’s not your hormones then, it’s your actual personality? Bloody brilliant.”
D for Dalrymple 