Monthly Archives: June 2010

When offered a piece of cheese, you should enquire as to its origins. Should a shop be named, release a wry chuckle before explaining that you meant which farm and were wondering what the animals had been fed on, because … Continue reading →

In conversation, it is important to recognise that cars are an outmoded system of transport incompatible with today’s environmental concerns – and that you even think they are impractical thanks to the impossibility of negotiating British traffic. You much prefer … Continue reading →

When you’re middle class, it’s awkward to complain about anything apart from the weather and queue jumpers. So the idea that barbecues might not be fun must never be mentioned. Moaning about this sunny social institution would take more assertiveness … Continue reading →

You must pretend to like football. Because, if you don’t, everyone is going to think you are even more of a middle class snot than you already are. It’s easy enough to do. Just  profess love for Arsenal because you … Continue reading →

This is an espresso cup of frothed milk served with chocolate sprinkled on top. It is there to help your child to train up in that all important cafe culture that you hope against hope will keep them out of … Continue reading →

The trick with Italy is to ignore the fact that it has been run by crooks since time immemorial. Ignore the fact that it has a borderline fascist immigration policy – and that a healthy percentage of the population want … Continue reading →

For those that don’t know, baby yoga is a series of gentle exercises developed to give expectant women some relief from the aches and pains of pregnancy and to provide the developing foetus some extra-specially relaxing minutes floating in the … Continue reading →