San Sharma

I spend most of my time at my computer. And now that I have push email on my phone, it’s like I’m carrying around a baby monitor, constantly listening out for the gurgling of an inbox or the wailing of an unread RSS reader.
So it felt very strange indeed to shut down my computer, as [...]

I didn’t have an excuse. But believe me, I wracked my brains. I wanted nothing less than to go to an interactive comedy night, an hour and a half away in Stoke Newington. But I’m dating again and have fallen into a routine of taking turns to “host”. ‘Captain Dude and the Dude Patrol‘, at Ryan’s Bar on the Stoke Newington High Street, fell on her day (‘her’ henceforth referred to as ‘my Brooky Wook’).

Accepting Brooky Wook’s invitation, I thought, might make my turn – inviting her to my ex-girlfriend’s house for dinner – a little easier (on me, I imagine, not so much on her). So I said, ‘yes,’ and rode that Overground, somewhat reluctantly, to the scary, north-east corner of zone 2.