The Oldie

First I cursed the Calais migrants — then I thanked them

4 July 2015 9:00 am

The Eurostar train descended gently into the Channel Tunnel, went halfway along it, and then stopped. There it remained for…

I’ve been sacked more times than I can exactly remember. It teaches you nothing

7 March 2015 9:00 am

The Oldie magazine — of which, until otherwise advised, I appear to be the editor — runs an occasional article…

Here I am on Twelfth Night with nothing but benevolence to look back on

10 January 2015 9:00 am

For the past two and a half years my brother John has been living next door to me in the…

Lottery winners are strikingly unimaginative about spending money

22 November 2014 9:00 am

I thought that this week I might write about memory loss, but couldn’t remember if I’d written about it last…

The war on e-cigarettes is enough to make me give up giving up

6 September 2014 9:00 am

I have been, on and off, a lifelong smoker; but I gave up in January 2009 on the day of…

On being fired – and hired – as an editor

21 June 2014 8:00 am

Last week was unusual. At the start of it, I was mooching about in the country in my customary way,…

I want to age like the Three Tenors

15 March 2014 9:00 am

In February each year the Oldie magazine gives ‘Oldie of the Year Awards’ to people who show unusual vigour and…