Author Archives: Anonymous

This January, I got locked inside a filthy toilet cubicle in a rural Polish bus station, because I went and chose one without a door handle. After trying to kick the door open for ten minutes, I was rescued by … Continue reading →

Today I was moody. I’ve moved abroad and I was missing home; missing hopping on the Tube and meeting up with someone for a pint, or some decent Chinese food, or walking along the South Bank or Camden High Street,or … Continue reading →