Were this post to be about Lord Carrington it would be jolly long and, I like to think, of absorbing interest. In fact I’m going to read his memoir, Reflect on Things Past, published in 1988 by Collins. Soldier, politician, statesman does not do him justice. He is a patron of the arts – I have seen him at Garsington opera – and he is going to introduce the subject of today’s arty post. Continue reading Onyx and Vanstone
Do you have a phobia? I’m a bit scared of heights but so are many other people. Robert is terrified of spiders. A bit off-message but I had a dream a few nights ago in which the Prime Minister was X-raying my teeth. He impressed me by calling me Christopher, not Chris, he didn’t put on any dog about being PM and looked pasty (as my grandmother used to call me) – that’s dreams for you. Continue reading David Cameron is My Dentist
I like companies where the interests of shareholders and management are aligned and touched on this in a recent post, Today’s Post is for Monty. Another slightly different example is The North Atlantic Smaller Companies Investment Trust, watched over by Harwood Capital and Christopher Mills. Continue reading A Matter of Trust
Poor, poor Venice; the footfall of overweight tourists is making it sink ever lower in the lagoon and the Adriatic is rising, not problems that will be solved here. Continue reading Venetian Souvenirs
In London in the 18th century there was a concerted effort by rich Catholics and the Catholic Church to alleviate the poverty and misery of their less fortunate countrymen. The Benevolent Society of St Patrick (1783) and the older Irish Charitable Society (1704) are manifestations of this, (There’s a Welcome on the Mat), another is St Patrick’s Church in Soho Square. Continue reading St Patrick in Soho
As far as I know there are no plans to tax poetry, if so it will hit me hard as anthologies will doubtless attract the top rate. Continue reading Anyone for Tennyson?
Whatever the UK electorate decides about staying in or leaving the EU, many of us in the British Isles feel a sense of identity with the Normans. Our genes, our language, our architecture, our laws can to a large extent be traced back to Norman roots. Continue reading Norman Conquest
There is an annual cycle of events that’s peculiarly British. I’m thinking of the Birthday Parade (don’t call it Trooping the Colour), the Grand National, Wimbledon, the Chelsea Flower Show; events that the nation takes to its heart. One such tradition ceased in 2010. Continue reading Two Favourites