Ms Robinson
Ms Robinson was once a copywriter who wrote award winning ads and had eight hour lunches. Weary of the sex, glamour and lavish parties, she switched to corporate communications where she held the hands of executives and banned them from writing this execrable sentence: "In this ever changing world, the only constant is change itself." These days she writes for an increasing variety of people and has ghostwritten several books but if she told you who for, she'd have to kill you. Click here to read her blog, Woman of Experience.
@Work
Resting Banker Girl Beats the Traffick
Not for the first time was Resting Banker Girl (RBG) opining on the uselessness of most of this city’s (world’s?) so-called recruitment agencies. more >>
Restaurant Reviews
RBG Braves Aldgate (for Food)
Like many bankers, Resting Banker Girl (RBG) has not set foot in the environs of London’s Liverpool Street for some time. Having had her faith shattered by several Data Base Operatives - also known as recruitment agencies - she prefers to keep as far away as possible from working bankers. more >>
Restaurant Reviews
Mestizo, This Time With Hedgie
Ms Robinson does not understand the theory and purpose of corn chips. The idea of actually paying for a dish of corn carbs glued together with bright yellow cheese, and then eating it, is truly bizarre. Like wearing Crocs really. more >>
Short Breaks
Resting Banker Girl and Her Mountain Men
In summer, a girl’s natural instinct is to pack a bikini and sarong and follow those surfer boys. Given that Ms R is Australian and Resting Banker Girl (RBG) is from New Zealand this would make sense. more >>
Short Breaks
Hedgie Hangs at Duke's
Tucked away in a cosy nook in St James, Duke’s Hotel is the kind of place favoured by well-heeled, established citizens of the world - people who have effortless social graces and know how to hold a good conversation. more >>
Mind & Body
Diamonds in the Smilepod
Here in London where people don't flirt and smile at each other in the street lest they inadvertently chat up a terrorist, teeth may well be deemed unnecessary. This may explain the English attitude of 'Nobody sees them, so why spend money?' more >>
