On paper it must’ve sounded like a great idea: gazillionaire globe straddling rock God teams up with cherubic Portuguese Che Guevara lookalike on the basis that they both kinda like the “same stuff”: a latino vibe straight outta Noo Yawk by way of Brazil. The following review appears in the latest edition of London’s premier […]

As well as finally confirming that a plane can land on water the miracle landing on the Hudson finally proved to me something that has been bugging me for years: a jumbo doesn’t skim like a pebble when it hits the blue stuff but ploughs on through until it slows to a halt . . […]