Cat-sitting has messed with my mind
Despite the animal treating me with disdain I decided to suck up the contempt and commit myself to the idea of Service.
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Nicholas Lezard
Nicholas Lezard writes the Down and Out column for the New Statesman.
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London’s charming India Club is closing, and I feel bereft
A modest candle of quirkiness and affordability has been snuffed out, so the capital can have another luxury hotel.
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A furry burglar leaves me cheeseless and reeling
The squirrel needn’t have stolen my last bit of Camembert. It had only to ask.
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At five foot nothing and ex-SAS, P— was considerably more menacing than his height
I can’t recommend not being abducted and murdered strongly enough. It makes life so much easier.
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An eight-hour lunch puts the passing of time in perspective
Catching up with the cartoonist Martin Rowson provided valuable insights into friendship, satire and immortality.
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My new smart meter offers more drama than anything on TV
I may now be too terrified to boil the kettle or use the toaster, oven or grill, but reader,…
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I turn 60 and my children tease me – until they are reminded that they, too, are ageing
I may have a grey beard, but the wingèd chariot dawdles no more for them than it does for…
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Why cricket is the most moving art
It is complex and it is gladiatorial – yet farce and comedy are never far away during even the…
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Sibling rivalry at backgammon has only one winner: not me
Up to London for the first day of the Ashes Test, and all I get is a hangover, Australian…
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