TALES OF THE SECOND CITY: Eat Out to Help Out Next time you walk by a shop displaying a sign stating ‘BACK IN FIVE MINUTES’, wonder what is happening behind closed doors… and hope they have rinsed their hands before reopening for business.
Tales of the Second City: Personal Services: Shopping with a Sex Worker I’ve heard of personal shoppers to the stars… but porn stars?
Tales of the Second City: Duty of Care That I was able to offer a helping hand to one so vulnerable and prevent their Pride weekend ending in strife… is something of which I am very proud.
Tales of the Second City: Something Sweet For Easter One Easter Sunday, my partner and I popped to our local supermarket to pick up a few items for dinner. I immediately headed for the shelves of discounted Easter eggs…
Tales of the Second City: The Etiquette of Naked Dining Observing my fellow ramblers trapsing naked through the countryside (a line of grey heads, paunches, and drooping bottoms), I turned to the chap next to me and commented, “I feel like I’m in a very strange episode of Dad’s Army.”
Tales of the Second City: Please, Don’t Let Me Trip “The Jester was a basement gay bar, lurking beneath Scala Building, a shabby curve of concrete and glass on Holloway Circus. This typical 1960s development, of the style old-school Birmingham is notorious, had seen better days, even back in the ’80s.”