Jeremy Clarke

Jeremy Clarke writes the The Spectator Low Life column.

Don’t bring me sunshine: a week in the Surrey hills

6 August 2022 9:00 am

I’m staying for a week in an 1850s house in the Surrey hills that looks-wise might have been built for…

I’ve been bitten by the TikTok bug

30 July 2022 9:00 am

In theory TikTok knows nothing about me. I have posted two videos: one of my grandsons kicking a football in…

The global elite and me

23 July 2022 9:00 am

Here come the global elites. They love it here. Their spiritual second home. The heat, the rosé, the food, the…

The power of prayerful washing-up

16 July 2022 9:00 am

My days pass largely in a state of inanition. The fit and able-bodied express their sympathy, claiming it’s much the…

The joy of a children’s choir

9 July 2022 9:00 am

All afternoon I had been horizontal next to an electric fan, sometimes sleeping, sometimes awake and sometimes halfway between those…

A journey backwards through my journals

2 July 2022 9:00 am

I’m looking backwards: old journals, old photographs, old notebooks. What strikes me above all is the vigour and energy I…

In praise of a solidly, wonderfully French hotel

25 June 2022 9:00 am

Nothing in the beach hotel was made of plastic. It wasn’t advertised as being a plastic-free hotel, but we noticed…

The art of breaststroke

18 June 2022 9:00 am

I’m house-sitting for the foreign correspondent while he attends the funeral of his beloved father-in-law Toto, the last of the…

It is time for me to ‘get right with the Lord’

11 June 2022 9:00 am

‘But you look so well!’ How many times have I heard that lately. Kindly meant by most, but for a…

Why I love Her Majesty

4 June 2022 9:00 am

I’ve often wondered whether Her Majesty the Queen glances through The Spectator from time to time. And if she does,…

The art of oncology

28 May 2022 9:00 am

The main side effect of the six-month course of chemotherapy was ‘fatigue’. The main side effect of the three-monthly hormone…

How not to fish

21 May 2022 9:00 am

After two nights at Le Grau-du-Roi (the King’s Pond) and a night spent within the medieval walls of Aigues-Mortes (Stagnant…

In the footsteps of Hemingway

14 May 2022 9:00 am

‘They were living at le Grau du Roi then and the hotel was on a canal that ran from the…

How a May Day car-boot sale gave me back my optimism

7 May 2022 9:00 am

So that’s it. Is a third world war possible? It’s already begun, opined a retired US general in the newspaper.…

The call of opium-based analgesics and introspection

30 April 2022 9:00 am

On the morning of my last day in England, I drew back a curtain and there in the garden, browsing…

The nature of luck

23 April 2022 9:00 am

I was walking across a fallow field to the pub with my two grandsons. ‘What’s this?’ said my 11-year-old Oscar,…

My sojourn in the Test Valley

16 April 2022 9:00 am

After north Cornwall I came to the Test Valley, I think. That is what it says on the council vans…

Modern capitalism has failed my son

9 April 2022 9:00 am

A light was on in the caravan site office so I went over to try and buy a gas canister.…

Elegy in a country churchyard

2 April 2022 9:00 am

‘I love this old watering can,’ said my sister, sprinkling the miniature rose. ‘Though I do worry about soaking Mum.…

The call of a blackbird’s full-throated song

26 March 2022 9:00 am

Speaking pretty good English, Dr Tayeb came straight to the point. Was I eligible for the ground breaking new cancer…

The shadowy charisma of the Mater Dei sisters

19 March 2022 9:00 am

Catriona has a commission to paint the 17th-century façade of the chapel of St Joseph’s. She’d made a start when…

The joy of wigs

12 March 2022 9:00 am

I thought, or anyway hoped, that once I’d finished the chemotherapy I would spring back to vitality. Seven weeks on…

My oncologist has a new weapon in his arsenal

5 March 2022 9:00 am

‘We’re at war!’ said the taxi man as I installed myself for the long drive to Marseille. I put a…

The joy of French car boot sales

26 February 2022 9:00 am

Every Saturday morning Michael rises at four and drives down to the Côte d’Azur to the Magic World car boot…

My existential crisis was straight out the terrible twos’ playbook

19 February 2022 9:00 am

Early on St Valentines Day I walked down to the car park where the raindrops were knocking off the young…