Blog alert: A while ago I wrote about a long weekend I’d spent in The States, where I was fortunate enough to spend an evening trawling some of Manhattan’s less salubrious dive bars with Wendy Mitchell, author of a fine book on that very subject.
Now she’s started blogging as an extension to the dayjob, and you can keep up with her adventures as she hops from smokey cellar to glistening movie premiere. She’s that kind of girl – in a recent Gothamist interview she name-drops gloriously; Jim Jarmusch, Sophia Copola and Quentin Tarantino in one short paragraph.
So go read her weblog. Her life is more exciting than mine, honest.
Meanwhile, back in London, I played Badminton this evening then watched some football on the TV. See? Doesn’t really compare, does it?