When I sewed the royal hem. Published in The New Statesman
The year was 1984. The autumn leaves were golden, almost as majestic and beautiful, warm but regal, empathetic but distant, in their way, as she was.…
When a gentleman’s skin is too pale. Election 2001. Published in The New Statesman.
Oh dear. William Hague was so ahead in the sartorial polls, but now he’s gone and blown it. He decided on a change of shirt colour…
Oooh, suits you, sir. Election 2001. Published in The New Statesman
Should you meet a politician in the next few weeks, and not be certain of his politics by his conversation (so few of them express a…
Beware the hair that rises. Election 2001. Published in The New Statesman
A few years ago, as he accompanied a group of journalists to a British military camp in Bosnia, Michael Portillo showed that he had his priorities…
The military invades the catwalk. Published in The New Statesman
In the days when I used to be something in the fashion world, the team would sit up all night going through transparencies to pick out…
At least they could polish their shoes. Published in The New Statesman
Only once have I seen an MP up close, and I was so busy trying to make sense out of his all-English-words-and-yet-a-foreign-language that, forgive me, I…
Taking the Royal Canadian Pacific train from Banff Springs to San Francisco. The Independent.
Few things make me want to be rich – really stinking rich – as much as travel does. When you get a hint of what is…
How new labour revealed ladies’ legs. Published in The New Statesman
This terribly respectable-looking Japanese lady was sitting on the Tube. Immaculately dressed in highly polished court shoes and neat, well-fitting dress, the sheaf of papers that…
Do writers really need newspapers? Published in The New Statesman.
Late one night, trying to avoid a deadline, I tapped in the names of well-known journalists on my computer to see if their domain names had…
Isn’t a camera enough? Interview with Jason Brooks and Chuck Close. Published in The Independent
The pictures take a month, four months, a year to make. And they are copies. Systematic, modular, painstaking copies of photographs. For just such work the…
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