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Hip Hop Brunch – Drake Style

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I’m too old for clubbing – in the traditional sense anyway. I’m not exactly ancient, but going to bed post 2am after having drank my bodyweight in alcohol has started to take its toll in recent years. I know I sound like a nana, but I have long been saying I’d much rather start early and end early. Daytime fun is massively underrated, especially in a city that never sleeps. So when I was invited to pop down and try a Drake inspired bottomless brunch by the Hip Hop Brunch crew, I had to try it. Not only were we going to be spending a few hours in a dark air conditioned pub on one of the hottest days of the year (I’m probably the only person in London rejoicing at this), we were also going to be feasting on three courses and bottomless booze, all while listening to the best of Drake. If you haven’t heard of Hip Hop Brunch before, it is an award winning brunch event, which takes place in a secret …

Wine down at BOTTLES, Spitalfields

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You know you’re getting older when you’d rather swap the Jäger Bomb for a bottle of full bodied, high tannin red. But if this is what getting old feels like, I just can’t understand why people want to stay young. Have you never tried a bottle of Chateau Musar??? Ok, I realise you might not have, but rather than wax lyrical about one of my favourite ever wines (I’ll save that for another time), I’m here to tell you about one of my favourite London wine shops. I stumbled upon the first wine Bottles & Battles wine shop when I moved into my new flat a couple of months ago. My boyfriend and I were hungry and had a little break from box lugging to fill our tummies. Not only were we able to pick up some delicious grub, but also an amazing bottle of vino from an unexpected wine shop nestled deep into the inside area. I reckon we have spent £100s between us over the last couple of months – we just can’t stay …

Edwins – a neighbourhood GEM

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Hallelujah. That’s all I have to say. Blog post finished. Thanks, folks – see you next time. Oh, you know I’m joking. Silly me. How could I possibly not spend the next couple of minutes waxing lyrical about one of the best restaurants I’ve been to in a wee while. You see, last week my boyfriend and I popped our heads into Edwins to taste the brand new summer menu. I had heard of Edwins before, and although I couldn’t remember specifically how I knew about it, for some reason in the back of my mind I knew it would be good. And you know what? It exceeded all expectations. What is EVEN better is that I moved literally just around the corner from the little neighbourhood bistro / wine bar only a few weeks ago. On a hot and sticky London summer night, we slopped up the tiny stairway to enter into the beautiful creaky floored Victorian dining room – the kind of place you’d love to grab a corner and snuggle up with …

Car park dining at its finest – WILDFLOWER, Peckham

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I don’t think I can keep up with the rate London changes. I’m not saying that’s a bad thing and it’s definitely what makes me love this city so much. The last time I went to Peckham, the multi-storey car park was merely an empty space with a cheap Campari bar with a good view on the roof. Last Friday however, turned out to be a shock when I visited Wildflower. Hailed by Time Out as one of London’s best new restaurants, this veggie / vegan heaven was top of my list of places to try. Not that I’m vegetarian, or vegan for that matter… but that doesn’t mean I don’t appreciate a great meat free dish. So off we trotted off to Peckham Levels. It was the launch night of open studios, so it was fairly busy around the building. Wildflower however wasn’t quite full when we arrived – but was on its way there – diners making their way to eat well executed veggie fare, drink innovative cocktails and listen to the DJ post …

Coresport – The best exercise shirt in the world?

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Have you ever attempted to do a cardio workout in a cotton t-shirt? If you have, I’m pretty sure you’ll have winced just reading that sentence. The claggy (good word, right) sweat that literally clings to your body as you attempt to writhe out of the shirt is something to behold. Or not… I learned the hard way when I was relatively new to running. I went out on what I thought was going to be an innocent jog in the sunshine, but half way through – and when I say halfway I mean about 500m – the shirt started to stick to me in places nothing should ever stick to. I was a sweaty mess and my t-shirt just wasn’t giving me the benefit of the doubt. Fast forward a few years and I’d like to think I’ve learnt a thing or two about appropriate training gear. So when I was asked if I wanted to review a top that claims to be the ‘world’s best workout shirt’, which apparently cools you down the …