Beefeater & Hackett: The Ultimate Englishmen Abroad
I’m in Madrid. It’s 42 degrees. My linen suit being somewhat tired this summer, I’m…
Author Alex Larman
The Red Lion
After cricket, there has been no sport about which there has been so much rubbish…
Poliuto at Glyndebourne
This year’s Glyndebourne season is unusually daring, with few of the big commercial bankers that…
A Fortnight In Provence, Part I
We’ve a unique feature for this weekend’s travel special; Alex Larman and his now wife,…
The Providores
Fans of star-spotting in restaurants have long since had their favourite haunts. Of course, everyone…
The Beaux’ Stratagem
When the worst thing about a play is the name – and, let’s be fair,…
The Coal Shed, Brighton
Brighton has an odd reputation when it comes to food and drink. There are a…
The Jew of Malta
At the beginning of the RSC’s new production of Marlowe’s understaged masterpiece, Simon Hedger comes…
A Belgium Jaunt
When the fiancée did me the honour of becoming the wife (we have not, thankfully,…
The Salt Room, Brighton
The early signs were inauspicious. The Landlubber and I had arrived in Brighton to weather…
The Langham
Alex Larman has only one place in mind for his final night of bachelordom. Calm…
The Tommy Tucker
Fulham’s always been a slightly funny place to go out for dinner. It’s not that…