Author: Sarah Kemp

A Moment of Panic and a new PB

Everything is starting to fall into place in relation to one special date in my calendar this year. The trouble is, I had a realisation today that cast itself over my head like a horrible gray rainy mist that wouldn’t clear. Ok, so maybe I’m over exaggerating a little, but when I started wondering what I would be working towards after 23rd April and what my life will look like post London Marathon, six months after I started a ‘loose but dedicated’ training regime, I panicked slightly. What did I do? I took to Whatsapp to message my friend Pippa, who ran the London Marathon in her early 20s. She said something that I hadn’t even suspected, but rings so true. “It’s like getting married – all of your effort is put into that one day… and then it’s all over so quickly.” Ok, so I wouldn’t know if it was like getting married or not, but I can empathise with that feeling. I really shouldn’t be thinking about that just yet – I still …

Training for a Marathon is Hard

A few weeks ago, I promised that I would update you with stories of my running progress while training for the London Marathon. I seem to have failed miserably so far, despite having every intention to sit down and do it each week. Instead, I reverted back to the good old pen and paper tactic, using a David Shrigley notebook, whose bright white empty sheets had been staring out at me for a while. It started as a log of time, distance and pace, and over the last couple of weeks increasingly become more of a diary than a page of stats, which makes me realise that I am perhaps ready to write again. So. My progress. That’s what you want to know, right? The good news is that I had two weeks of following the plan, almost to the letter. Then I quickly realised that if I wanted to ensure I did stick to a rigid training plan, I would need to fit it in around my lifestyle. It hasn’t been an easy process so …

Rose Oil Massage AT HOME with Spa by Car

I didn’t think last weekend would pan out as it did. I had the best I have had in ages, mostly because I saw lots of friends and drank lots of delicious booze. I was also treated to one of the best, albeit most painful, massages I have ever had. In the comfort of my own bedroom! Claire-Marie from Spa by Car rocked up to my flat in perfect time on Sunday. I had made sure to sleep off my hangover as much as I could before welcoming her into my home, armed with all the equipment she needed to work her magic on my tired and stressed body. I gave her a few minutes in my room to set up her workstation and when I walked in, my room sounded, looked and smelled like a spa. It was magical! I had opted for the rose oil body massage, which I was expecting to be so relaxing that I would maybe fall asleep during the treatment, but as Claire-Marie made her way down my body, by …

Sophistication at Polo Bar, The Westbury, Mafair

What Cocktails at Polo Bar Where Polo Bar Westbury Hotel 37 Conduit St London W1S 2YF The Experience My name is Euan Fraser and this is my first ever blog post. I was semi-bullied into it by the blog’s Editor Sarah Kemp, who is my other half. I moved to London a few weeks ago after meeting Sarah in Melbourne and am currently settling into life in the city, albeit with a sprained ankle, but I’ll save that story for another time. I hail from Auckland, New Zealand, so venturing into the Polo bar in the Westbury hotel in a part of London I know as Monopoly’s most expensive, was a little surreal for me and I now know why it’s the most expensive property. Upon entering I gazed upon a radiating gold bar, marble finishings, chairs that were close to being thrones and beautiful wooden finished walls. I wasn’t exactly dressed to the same standard as the rest of the patrons drinking and nibbling, but luckily I had a wee half pint pub crawl leading up to …

Bottomless Brunch at Good Ship Benefit, R.S Hispaniola

What Bottomless brunch and brow wax at Good Ship Benefit Where R.S Hispaniola, Embankment The experience “Quack, quack, quack”, my little webbed footed friend shouted to me as it crossed my path. Delirious, I turned over in bed and went back to snooze town. It wasn’t until I woke up 30 minutes later, croakily asking my boyfriend the time that I realised I needed to hurry. “9.30”, he replied. Shit, I thought. The quacking hadn’t been in my dream at all, it was my new silly alarm attempting to wake me up. I was going to be late to meet my friend Lucy and even worse late for our bottomless brunch and brow wax appointment at Good Ship Benefit, a three storey floating girlie heaven at the R.S Hispaniola, Embankment. I was hungover. I was in the midst of a boozy week with a distinct lack of sleep and hazily attempting to make my way to Embankment from Bethnal Green on a Sunday morning. It wasn’t easy. After a failed central line trip, which saw me alighting …

Peaky Blinders Q&A with Cillian Murphy, Helen McCrory, Paul Anderson, Caryn Mandabach and Steven Knight

SPOILER ALERT – Episode 1, Series 3 I have a spring in my step today. No, it’s not because it’s already Wednesday and only the second working day of my week, although that is rather nice. No, it’s because last night I ventured across Waterloo Bridge after work to attend the glitzy premier of Peaky Blinders, series 3. I’m not going to pretend I was invited; I wasn’t. In fact, I had to stand in a queue on my own for two hours for a slight chance that I might be able to buy a ticket if people from the guest list didn’t show up. As I fumbled across the bridge, taking in a view that I coined my favourite in London almost 11 years ago when I lived in Waterloo as a student, I pictured hoards of people who had been waiting since the morning. When I approached the front doors I took a deep breath and hoped for the best. To my surprise there were only 9 people in front of me. So …

Silent Dancing at Dans le Noir?

What Our Dans le Noir?: Otra Vista Social Club Silent Dancefloor Experience Where 30-31 Clerkenwell Green London EC1R 0DU Experience Known for welcoming guests into complete darkness, Dans le Noir? has just launched a brand new event, which gives guests the opportunity to shake their booty on the silent dancefloor. Fresh from success in Barcelona, the party will take place every Friday night, offering guests a unique opportunity to enjoy a silent dance floor with local and international DJs, paired with a chill-out in the pitch dark. Euan and I rocked up to the venue on Friday night, glad rags on, all ready to show our best moves. Back in my early 20s I was too concerned about what everyone thought of me to dance even remotely sober, especially if there was no music involved. Age has made a world of difference and these days I’m not scared to show a move or two. So as soon as we stepped through the door I made a beeline for the headphones, popped them on my head …