Long overdue tales of whisky and water from the Inner Hebrides.
I have lots of gunk –both the emotional type and the more sputum-like — in my body to get out and that’s what brings me back to Qua’an’s House of Pain, otherwise known as Li’s Torture Palace, otherwise known as my local Thai massage parlour.
Soooo, I may have an inappropriate crush.
When you just really want to get creative with your drinking.
Date: 29 June. Location: South Of Johnson, a truly Melbourne favourite breakfast haunt, Collingwood, Melbourne. Notable sightings: home, winter skies, cold rain and my cat. As I unpacked, discovered weird […]