Conrad Black
In praise of January
Gstaad According to a little bird, Boris has gone from brilliant to bawd, and according to me this village has…
Lord Lucan, Joan Collins and the greatest dinner ever
There’s a narrow stretch of Chelsea, south of the King’s Road from Oakley Street to Ormonde Gate, that reminds me…
Barbara Amiel is a cross between Medusa and Maria Callas
If this book becomes a Netflix blockbuster, as it surely must, Barbara Amiel presents us with an opening image. She…
Barbara Amiel: My memoir has cost me my best friends
The only female writers of importance I have personally met are Margaret Atwood and Joan Didion, both of whom are…
Paul Dacre: I made Boris Johnson cry
So the party of family values has chosen as leader a man of whom to say he has the morals…
Petronella Wyatt: I’ve been turned into a curiosity – and Boris is to blame
I am beginning to feel like a sort of fairground curiosity: one of those pickled things in jars that Victorians…
My feud with Conrad Black
Goody goody gumdrops! The Donald has pardoned Lord Black and I couldn’t be happier. Conrad got a bum deal and…
Trump told me I got a ‘bad rap’
I owe my return to these pages to the pardon I have received from the President of the United States.…
Trade comes before trade agreements (but the ‘in’ campaign don’t think so)
The government, or at least David Cameron’s bit of it, seems to think that trade is something that takes place…
The delicious cant of the Guardian is such a treat on a Saturday morning
One of the highlights of my week comes on a Saturday morning, when I make myself a cup of fair-trade…
The missed New Year opportunities I would have rowed the Atlantic for
Gstaad The very end of 2014 laid an egg, and an expensive one at that. I missed David Tang’s bash…
From jailbird to social butterfly – the return of Conrad Black
The former proprietor of this magazine, Conrad Black, is in London at the moment with his gorgeous wife Barbara, and…
I think I just went to the greatest ball in history
To Fort Belvedere for a ball that most likely will discourage any more balls because of its brilliance and perfection.…
The week that tripled the size of my liver
Gstaad Walking into a dinner party for 50 chic and some not-so-chic people in a nearby village last week, I…
Conrad Black’s diary: Why I won’t join the campaign against Rob Ford
When visiting Britain and Australia last November, I discovered that the mayor of Toronto, Robert Ford, is now the world’s…
Remembering the journalist John Thompson, who turned down the editorship of The Spectator
John Thompson, who died last week at the age of 93, could have been editor of The Spectator if he…
Conrad Black’s farewell to the British press
The astonishing level of enthusiasm over the birth of the new prince goes far beyond the pleasure that people naturally…