Our Country’s Good
It’s always a difficult decision for an artistic director as to how long he or…
Author Alex Larman
Hungry Like the Wolf: Lobos
I’ve often had cause to lament restaurants being in obscure out-of-the-way locations; I still shudder…
Talking Heads
I’ll come straight to the point; this new touring production of a trio of Alan…
For Services Rendered
While the acknowledged master of the ‘well-made play’ Terence Rattigan has been having a deserved…
Three Days in the Country
It is a truth semi-universally acknowledged that Russian drama is tricky to stage for an…
Church Street Townhouse, Stratford-Upon-Avon
Whenever I arrive at Stratford-upon-Avon (invariably by train, as neither Mrs Larman nor I have…
The Rape of Lucretia
The fuss that greeted the Royal Opera House’s current production of William Tell has proved…
National Open Art Summer Party
On a pleasant Saturday evening, there are few nicer places to be than hob-nobbing with…
Beefeater & Hackett: The Ultimate Englishmen Abroad
I’m in Madrid. It’s 42 degrees. My linen suit being somewhat tired this summer, I’m…
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,…