Author: Cedric

Pizzeria 500 Grados – Pizza Perfection Palma

I searched high and low for suitable synonyms which would prevent my double use of pizza is the header, but alas I came up short. However, you’ll be glad to know that’s antonym for pizza is ‘inactivity’. There’s a depth of wisdom here for which I was not prepared. Moving on ,one of the highlights of my trip to Palma, aside from my resplendent Claudia, was eating at Pizza 500 Grados.  Those who know me, and those who don’t, will know I favour Neapolitan style pizza over almost anything. There is no ailment which cannot be cured by...

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Aston Hall – Timeless Elegance in Aston

Driving through Aston in search of its famed Hall, I did not expect to be greeted with such a sight. Standing proudly atop the town’s tallest hill, Aston Hall boasts a long and fraught history. I was about to discover the whole sordid tale. Through the ominous double doors, I was greeted by Steve.  Steve kindly gave me an hour and a half of his time explaining every facet of this opulent household. For the sake of brevity, I shall give you my personal highlights.   . . The entrance hall is magnificent, don’t get me wrong. But I...

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Japanese Blowfish – A Poisonous Paper

In the infamous words of Monty Python: “here’s a little something I tossed up for the academy.” I wrote an essay on the legal liabilities of death or injury from torafugu (Japanese blow fish) poisoning. I’m quite proud of it so I thought I’d share it with you. Let me know what you think, if you so desire. Discuss the legal liabilities arising from death or injury from eating Japanese blowfish. Enjoy!...

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Abrakadabra Palma – Spellbinding experience

Nestled in the heart of Palma is a little known bar – Abrakadabra. Run by a laconic German, this bar resides not 100 metres from the famed Banys Arabs. It lays, in fact, 110 metres from the attraction. From the outside, this bar seems inconsequential. On the corner of a busy street in the oldest park of the city, this bar can be easily overlooked, at one’s peril. The first thing of note is the tremendous decoration inside the bar. Some more politically correct than others. I’ll let you find out what I mean yourselves. Not since my numerous...

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National Motorcycle Museum – A Triumphant Experience

Early dawning, Sunday morning. B (the Beast from the East); the satanist and I have just dropped my grandmother off at Birmingham New Street. Having ensured her arrival at platform 7A, we exited via the putrid-smelling short stay car park. Our objective was clear: see some awesome motorbikes. . . . . . Our first encounter with excellency was in the entrance hall of the museum. Just before the ticket office I noticed a curious hood ornament on the side car of a Norton motorcycle. What is particularly striking about this bronze man is his Union Jack waistcoat. How...

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