“I have, for years, suffered from a terrible affliction. None that might affect my health – at least it hasn’t yet – more my sanity; I have an uncontrollable tendency to double book myself.” Larry learns a lesson in diary mismanagement…
“I have long held a desire to see the Northern Lights. Long before, in fact, Joanna Lumley ventured to Norway and set a million people on a similar course…” Larry packs his thermals and heads north; but this is Larry we’re talking about, so not everything can go to plan…
As winter’s gnarled fingers claw at our cores and we battle the last-minute shopping to…
“I’m reluctant to write about this but I will. Not out of obligation but because I don’t really want to reveal a secret I’d rather keep. Four years ago I went to Croatia…” Larry divulges a long-held desire for prime Adriatic property…
December may seem a curious time in which to launch a new menu for a…
Larry ventures to a secret location in Edinburgh one damp autumn afternoon for a tasting of a very special single malt, one of the finest in all of Scotland. You’d think he’d know how to pronounce it…
Larry returns to Zurich and experiences a weekend of opulence, elegance, unparalleled finery…and a delicious…
In an exclusive for Arb-TV, Larry and Al are invited into the dressing room of one Simon Callow for a chat about one of his life-long fascinations, Charles Dickens…
If you’ve ever stood on a London Underground platform and looked wistfully at those adverts…
“I’m sat at the window of our room as I write. It’s the one sunny day we’ve had all week in Cornwall, and a gentle breeze wafts in through the broad knee-high sash window that opens to a view of lawns…”
Onegin. It makes such a rich sound when you say it. Onyaygin. Even if you’re…
“It began as a surprise to Mrs L, though I forget the occasion. Valentine’s, I think. Or possibly our anniversary.” Ever the romantic, Larry sweeps Mrs L away for a night of mid-week mystery…