Albert Schloss / Purecraft

Schloss – sounds like what I’d expect the mop bucket at a German brothel to be called. “Friedrich, fetch the Schloss, the bukkake party has ended,” that sort of thing. It’s not though, it’s German for castle. Castles are big buildings designed to protect the people inside from attack. Which is interesting as Albert SchlossContinue reading “Albert Schloss / Purecraft”

Roots – York

Tommy Banks, sounds a bit like cockney rhyming slang doesn’t it? “I’m just popping to the allotment for a Tommy Banks.” = “I’m off to the shed for a wank.” There was, fortunately, no masturbating during my visit to Roots, mainly because Tommy wasn’t there. Full disclosure: I actually booked this meal because I’d beenContinue reading “Roots – York”