Don the Bastard
Haircuts. They are on my mind a lot recently. As my hair sprouts from my head in all directions except…
Hotel Gestapo
Parisians avoid this hotel. I cannot remember who told me this but it rang true. History hangs over the building…
First love – 1967
It was only 11 years old when it died. Tragic. No life should be ended so quickly – too much…
No longer feeding the fire
“I’d like you to write me a speech to help explain to my team why they aren’t going to get…
Old school
On 21 January this year, my old housemaster, Guy Shuttleworth, died, aged 94. He lived only a few miles from…
The Night Train
Sleeper trains are glamorous. Cary Grant used one as an escape route from New York when he was being pursued…
Modern day travel
I have a friend who writes for the newspapers. He is a journalist and gets commissions to go to places….
The night swim
The boat was moored about 150 metres off the shore and the skipper had gone to bed. She took me…
Pint
Beer. Beer has been companion from the age of sixteen when I first discovered the stuff at Hudson’s the pub…
All the wrong notes
History repeats itself, first as tragedy, secondly as farce. Tragedy because the first time round it shouldn’t have happened. Farce…