What other job lets you swear in front of your parents?
There aren’t many jobs that allow a nice middle-class Jewish boy to say ‘fuck’ in front of his parents. But…
Through It All I’ve Always Laughed, by Count Arthur Strong - review
Fans of Count Arthur Strong (and yes I know he’s so Marmite you could spread him on a cheese sandwich)…
When 'drop-dead gorgeous' women actually dropped dead
No one watches Antiques Roadshow for the antiques. Instead we’re hanging on the punter’s reaction to his three-grand valuation. ‘It…
Chaps, if we want grandchildren, we need to stop the skinny jeans fad
Why will no one sell trousers that fit me?
Walking in Ruins, by Geoff Nicholson - review
Geoff Nicholson is the Maharajah of Melancholy. The quality was there in his novels, it was there in his non-fiction…
A modern take on Victoriana
Britain is still an essentially Victorian country (see Daily Mail for details). So it’s no surprise that we keep returning…
In defence of binge drinking
The occasional alcoholic blowout is much to be preferred to steady, everyday drinking
Land of Second Chances, by Tim Lewis - review
This is a book about Rwanda. It’s a book about cycling. But it’s not, in the end, a book about…
Last orders at the Death Café
An attempt to break the taboo on mortality with the aid of coffee and biscuits
The Authors XI, by The Authors Cricket Club - review
We were never going to get ‘come to the party’ or ‘a hundred and ten per cent’ from The Authors…