The Secret to Being Good at Many Things
Is to just pick one thing.
There comes a time for all of us when we must fend for our lives against a drunk German ex-drug dealer. My time came on a Saturday. At 2.30 a.m. In the kitchen of my shared flat in Munich.
“I’ll break your nose,” he announced, leaning towards me balefully. The threat, delivered in a vapor cloud of Glenfiddich, single malt…