Parody
On the hunt for corruption at Reform party conference
As seen in the Guardian It’s the end of the hottest summer in British history, and the business reception at…
Gen Z, worried about your job prospects? I have the answer
As seen on Substack It is three o’clock on Thursday when Saffie texts me asking to meet up at Blank…
I have more in common with Meghan than I care to admit
As seen in the Daily Telegraph Tis the end of silly season, when those of us who presume to scribe…
The budding bromance between Trump and Burnham
As seen in the New Statesman I t’s a quarter to midnight on a hot July evening when the text…
Did someone say climate change?
As seen in the Daily Telegraph I am sitting in my living room watching Songs of Praise, when a sudden…
Do I vibe with Rupert Lowe?
As seen in the New World What are the vibes of Rupert Lowe? That’s the question on my mind as…
Why gentlemen relish Kemi
As seen in the Telegraph Two thoughts on the sad and controversial death of Henry Nowak. The first is about…
A rare combination of humour and pathos: the sublimely talented Neil Innes
The musician and parodist, whose mantra was ‘not to say no when there’s a way to say yes’, had a gift for creating happiness in private as well as public, as his widow poignantly attests
Yummy mummy
Seventh Seltzer is a nice family man, working as a publisher’s reader in New York, who happens to come from…
That’s no lady
Did I enjoy this novel? Yes! Nevertheless, it dismayed me. How could John Banville, whom I’ve admired so much ever…
Diary
Do fish have loins? Last Tuesday, in a pretentious restaurant, I ordered a ‘loin of sea trout’. It looked just…
Thirty years on
Cig 1 Auld Reekie . . . Edinburgh . . . brewers’ town, stinking of beer, whisky, tweeness, gentility, hypocrisy,…
