I lost my mind and wrote 3,000 words about bridges, tunnels, ferries, and so on.
There are, depending on how you count, about 60 ways of crossing the Thames in London. That includes everything within the M25, and also the M25 crossings itself – a definition which involves counting things that aren’t really London, but somehow feels right. But! Which one is the best?
Is Suicide Squad objectively the worst film ever to have won an Oscar? I decided to find out.
I have achieved my final form and turned the magazine you read when you drink alone in a Wetherspoons in some brilliant #content for the New Statesman!
Here’s me bitching about that stupid viral video where Simon Sinek pretends to be sad about millennials not having alarm clocks.
For some reason the New Statesman have allowed me to make a passionate defence of the work of some actor called Nicolas Cage.
An argument that, if we want to stop property developers ruining London, history tells us that we need to get drunk and appoint a fake Mayor.