Category Archives: Luke's blog
Daughter, daughter.
But YOU want a TV show!’
‘Of COURSE your piss is pickled! But no one else cares- she has great rack and sultry eyes! You’re just jealous cos you’re not purdey’.
I’m not you know. Jealous. Or for that matter, pretty.
I’m sad. Actually sad, depressed, disillusioned and royally ticked off…… Because I want my own TV show? Not entirely. But, [...]
Date
Last night I went on a date with my fiancee. And on the 16th of September 2010 I wrote half a blog that I never finished and never published because it was sad. I have just found it. On the 15th of September 2011 I asked someone to marry me. In 364 days everything changed.
‘Being [...]
Private
The Secret diary of a London private chef
10pm:
I sit on the warm mahogany toilet seat with my head between by knees and count to ten as a bead of sweat runs down the bridge of my nose and falls in slow motion before detonating on the heated terracotta tiles beneath my damp be-clogged feet. I [...]