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En route to Vienna

I always like to look the part. My attire of a green Loden and felt hat with feather attracted much ribbing. “The hills are alive withe sound of Tickler” sang Daphne Colthard. Daffers, or Daggers as I call her, and I had the 6 course experience menu at the Pass restaurant at South Lodge [...]

November 14, 2014 // 0 Comments

Off to Vienna

The National Rust staff outing to Vienna convened for a pre-departure briefing at English’s at Brighton: Polly, Bob Tickler, Daphne and myself. It’s interesting to see the profound way in which travel has been changed by the Internet. We booked the accommodation of apartments through [...]

November 13, 2014 // 0 Comments

Life’s too short

Spotted on the website of The Guardian today, a main course-sized plate of common sense from columnist Suzanne Moore. I could not have put it better myself and am happy to admit it – see here – MODERN [...]

November 13, 2014 // 0 Comments

The test of time

I have  always been a Longines man myself, as was my father. With its classic elegance and large dial, I prefer it to the more ostentatious Rolex or the fussier Tagheuer or Breitling. You are less likely to get mugged with it too. I was chatting about this  to my p/a Polly who has exquisite [...]

November 11, 2014 // 0 Comments

The Caprice

The Caprice has been a feature on the West End dining  landscape for many years now. Under the excellent ownership of Corbin and King it became one of the fashionable restaurants in town. It’s now owned by Richard Caring, part of his stable which includes Annabel’s and Scotts. I went [...]

November 7, 2014 // 0 Comments

Watching the world go by

Yesterday I drove around the M25 to the South terminal of Gatwick Airport in order to collect my son Barry, who was arriving on a flight from Faro in Portugal. Perhaps inevitably – and partly it was my fault because I had allowed extra time because of the ‘reduced lanes’ road works that [...]

November 7, 2014 // 0 Comments

Getting a grip

I called my father last night in order to discuss our arrangements for the remainder of the week. First, however, he wished to tell me about his expedition earlier in the day from the coast to central London in order to have lunch with an old friend – in both senses of the word – at an hotel in [...]

November 6, 2014 // 0 Comments

Remembering a WW2 fighting man

Yesterday I joined my brothers and father at a restaurant in Fulham for an occasional lunch with one of my father’s old school mates D (they first met at public school in the early 1940s) who has been a lifelong friend of the family. Some time ago D’s wife wisely begged leave not to attend [...]

November 5, 2014 // 0 Comments

Signing off with the quack

Yesterday, some six months after my previous visit, I attended an appointment with my consultant at a London hospital in order to assess my progress since being diagnosed with osteoarthritis of the right hip. On the last occasion we met, as part of the experience, I had a second x-ray and a steroid [...]

November 4, 2014 // 0 Comments

Informed is better than not (I think)

Media reports today feature the news that medical researchers have now developed a test or series of tests which can tell any individual their supposed ‘brain age’ – and therefore their likelihood of suffering the onset of dementia. See here for an example – by Ian Johnston in THE [...]

November 3, 2014 // 0 Comments

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