Christmas Cheers December 2010
Dear Rowley, To the burning question of Christmas 2010. Will Julia Mackenzie’s next two Miss Marple epics be as good as her first five? I saw Miss Mackenzie outside Fortnum’s recently and was dying to...
View ArticleShake the Money Tree January 2011
Dear Rowley, Just a quickie darling. Two very pesky magazine editors didn’t pay me when they promise so last week was all about austerity. I feared I would have to throw myself on the mercy of the...
View ArticlePanic on the Streets of London March 2011
Dear Rowley, You, like I, would defend any Britisher’s rights to peaceful protest. As a matter of fact, even an old Thatcherite like I would agree with some of the concerns voiced by the quarter of a...
View ArticleFollies. January 2011.
Dear Rowley, Don’t let anybody tell you advertising is a waste of money. I was dragging my tired, battered old bones past my local vintner The Grapes of Wrath and there was a chalk board outside...
View ArticleNo Cannes Do. July 2012.
Dear Rowley, So it’s day four of a new life managing potential migraines. Now there’s a cheery start to a letter. But it is fascinating. I had no idea how many food groups and drinks were absolute...
View ArticleAll I Want For Christmas Is…December 2012.
Dear Rowley, It’s that time of year when one takes stock, considers those less fortunate than ourselves then thinks ‘screw it, what’s Santa got in store under that tree for ME?’ All I want for...
View ArticleLondon Collections: Men
Dear Rowley, It’s that time of year again when Bloomsbury Square is littered with Asian fashion bloggers in clothing that Lord Redesdale would describe as ‘pointless’ queuing outside Victoria House to...
View ArticleBasket Case. January 2015.
Dear Rowley, I’m having a terrific time with Sofka Zinovieff’s book The Mad Boy, Lord Berners, My Grandmother and Me. She’s a super writer and has a talent for sketching pen portraits as economically...
View ArticleDudley House. February 2015.
Dear Rowley, Schadenfreude is an emotion one should savour like a Fortnum & Mason pink champagne truffle. I can’t tell you the joy of hearing Google Vice President Dr Vinton Cerf warning this week...
View ArticleDuty Call. May 2015.
Dear Rowley, Weren’t you shocked to hear that FIFA is run by porcine, money grubbing lardy cake males with greasy palms and laxer morals than a dope peddler haunting the backstreets of Tangier? No, me...
View ArticleFood Glorious Food. August 2015.
Dear Rowley, Is it only me who despairs that the West End of London is turning into one big trough? Every time one of my beloved honest independent shops is forced to close due to rent rises, you can...
View ArticleTiara-Bum-Di-Hey. October 2015.
Dear Rowley, La Farmer and I feel vindicated in our ongoing commitment to boozy London lunches. Yesterday saw us at the divine Arbutus on Frith Street in Soho in the company of Aspasia ‘Love Gold’...
View ArticleMoving On Swiftly. July 2016.
Dear Rowley, Forgive me for bombarding you with letters but since I’ve had a few more Diet Cokes, there seems to be so many more hours in the day. Can’t tell you how much I have enjoyed the last few...
View ArticleElegantes Notes. January 2018.
Dear Rowley, A long overdue dispatch about quite the most civilised afternoon of 2017 spent at the former home of the Duke of Westminster, Bourdon House, in the company of Thomas and Dagmar Smit....
View ArticleBaubles, Bangles & Beads. February 2018.
Dear Rowley, Invariably, anyone who says they are ‘a bit mad’ or ‘eccentric’ turns out to be the bore of the century. Similarly, men who pronounce themselves ‘rakish’ do so at their peril if they are...
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