Spectator Life
My old columns are a form of purgatory
I drank Bombay gin and Fever-Tree tonic on the half-empty easyJet flight to Gatwick. I was even offered ice cubes.…
The kindness of strangers you need the morning after
Spectator Life’s third birthday party was a glamorous affair. It had paps, pop stars and Pippa. One went in and…
