Singh When You’re Winning.

So… last month I had my stag do. Cue late-night debauchery, promiscuity, handcuffs, etc. Well actually, no. (Not initially anyway.) Because my best man pulled out a right humdinger of a trump card: an evening in the company of bon viveur, raconteur, and all-round bloody nice bloke Tony Singh. Yep, that Tony Singh – he of The […]

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