Will SelfWill Self is the author of seven novels, six collections of stories and five collections of non-fiction. His most recent novel is The Butt. He writes the Madness of Crowds column for the New Statesman as well as the Real Meals column.
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On the Eurostar I sat in the baby carriage.
Heading very slowly across town to the Slug & Lettuc
So, I load da inner-city ghetto boyz up in the gun wagon
Back in the 1970s, when the world was just as evil and s
I once had lunch with the late Malcolm McLaren.
I’ve always found George Gordon (Lord Byron) to be the m
How to describe it?
I once asked Martin Amis how an interview had gone with
I was in Basel so I thought I’d check out some raclette,
I have the impression that Spudulike has been in steady
‘‘Which,” I asked the nice young man in Le Pain Quotidie
I thought it might be a good idea to depart this year wi
The “spatialisation of culture under the pressure of org
Nick Lezard, whom I met at Prezzo for one of our twice-p
Numbers of giraffes (Girrafa camelopardalis) in
In John Steinbeck’s Depression-era novel, The Grapes
The last thing you want to hear about is my bowels – I k
It’s worth recalling the infamous “black dinner” from J-
As we drove down the broad stretch of Highway 9, which,
I haven’t felt that I’ve done the great British institut
Happy birthday to the hegemon!
I haven’t eaten a real meal in the past ten days – if by
The joint is called “Mariners” – which is fair enough: s
I emailed my friend Zee who is half German, half Pakista
Ask not what your country can do for you – instead, go t
It was said of Guy de Maupassant that he ate dinner ever
In keeping with the convergence of downtown Los Angeles