Rebooting the Snail
L’Escargot, or the Snail, is a famous restaurant on Greek Street, Soho, opposite the old Establishment club; the oldest French…
Squash hits
Thank god for the Commonwealth Games: at least they gave us a brief respite from football transfer stories. Instead of…
It is glorious at Goodwood
If I get to choose where to spend my last day on earth it will probably be at Glorious Goodwood.…
Edinburgh rocks
And they’re off. The mighty caravan of romantic desperadoes, radical egoists, stadium wannabes, struggling superstars and vanity crackheads is on…
Simple pleasures
According to some textbooks, one thing the fathers of Soviet choreography hastened to remove from ballet was that awkward-looking language…
Family ties
One of the many delightful aspects of having children is that you can get them to do things you are…
Family ties
One of the many delightful aspects of having children is that you can get them to do things you are…
Two Roads
There are the fast people who check their emails hourly, engage with Twitter and multi- task their way through the…
Why don’t any of my friends own holiday homes?
This is to be one of those columns that makes the writer faintly wish there wasn’t an internet. It would…
I found my inner fascist in a letterbox
There’s a little bit of a fascist in all of us. For some, the tragedy of human want may provoke…
The Spectator’s Notes
Listen http://traffic.libsyn.com/spectator/TheViewFrom22_07_August_2014_v4.mp3 At the impressive Westminster Abbey vigil to mark the centenary of the first world war on Monday night,…
Unfair welfare
Other countries manage to implement sensible systems without being rebuked by the EU. It's time we learnt from them
Portrait of the week
Home Britain is to halve to three months the time that EU migrants without realistic job prospects can claim benefits,…
Hadrian on the limits of power
Either you must dominate completely, the emperor found, or give people their freedom. And we can only afford the second option
Letters
Nepotism rules Sir: Julie Burchill’s piece ‘Born to be famous’ (26 July) was very strong and as, like her, I’m…
One last sleepy summer, then the fighting starts
Once the Scottish referendum is over, the party leaders face a battle for which none seems fully prepared
Take it from an ex-slut: this is PC lunacy
Another week of witless moral relativism at its most deluding
The eternal beauty of John Clare
Clare’s poetry is strange, intense, wonderfully sensuous – and magical
Sanctions rarely work, but they might make oligarchs whisper in Putin’s ear
Plus: What should be in bankers’ version of the Hippocratic Oath?





