The Vulture

A darkened corner of a hotel bar. A shiny shoe-tip poking out. A nod when a fresh gin is delivered. This is The Vulture. Read more Contributor page

Hands off the guest

Contributor/ The Vulture The Youth, I am constantly being informed, will tell you just about anything. Unbidden. Any old fact, photo, fart that they’ve just come up with, they’re eager to ram it in your face. There’s no need to try bribe information out of them, here it all comes. On the one hand: not […]

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Jet fuelled

Contributor/ The Vulture Back when The Vulture was a mere stripling, peering over the front desk to try and tap the bell when no-one was looking and maybe make off with a Bell’s miniature or two, oranges were a thing of great mystery. They were from South Africa, y’see and those South Africans were Bad

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