Live, Laugh AND Eat Cake!

"And I go to my bed with a heaviness of heart at having lived so long, and to so little purpose." Two hundred and thirty two years ago - Lord Byron made his appearance and even though he shuffled off this mortal planet in 1824 - I still intend to enjoy a large slice or three of this delicious cake in his honour...

A Pinch OR a Punch St Patrick?

Céad Míle Fáilte! I wish you one hundred thousand welcomes in Gaelic for today is St Patrick's Day! On St Patrick's Day in 1814 some 205 years ago and on this very day, it is likely that Byron would also have enjoyed some alcohol consumption during the course of the day; however, as delightful as the idea is, we cannot be sure if he actually 'pinched' anyone. But what we do know is that he was without any doubt 'punching' somebody on that day!

Persistence FINALLY Pays!

It was on a chilly November day that persistence finally paid off for the Polite Tourist as she made her way through the throngs of people milling about on Piccadilly and to the relative calm of St James’ Street before finally arriving to meet the man himself at Bennet Street in London's SW1 from whence the above missive was penned some 203 years ago...

The Birth of Boy George

Despite Byron's enduring fame, the circumstances of his birth were far from auspicious for he was born on Tuesday January 22 1788 in a rented apartment on the first floor above a shop in Holles Street in Cavendish Square London to Catherine Gordon Byron, who as a lone young mother had no family nearby for emotional and financial support....