Stuzzi

Sometimes I find food to be really complicated and I’m at the time of life when I don’t want to be bamboozled. It’s enough of a challenge nowadays remembering whether I should call a member of the distaff gender a woman, lady or girl without causing offence, let alone worry about what I should call…

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Wolf

I was contemplating the meaning of ‘street food’ again this week as I visited an establishment called Wolf in St Paul’s Street. In the early 1970s I was the manager of a betting shop in East Parade just around the corner from here and a couple of doors away was a large sandwich shop to…

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