The Prom I went to on Monday wasn’t at the Albert Hall and there were no Prommers. It was at lunchtime at Cadogan Hall, near Sloane Square.
First Slice Your Cookbook
The Earldom of Moray, pronounced “Murray” like the tennis player, is an ancient Scottish title going back to the 14th century. We need not concern ourselves with those early holders of the title. The 18th Earl, born in 1894, married a Barbara Murray from Fifth Avenue, New York, in 1922. I wonder if they were… Continue reading First Slice Your Cookbook
The Blues
On Appro
First Night of the Proms
Local News
Another Local Hero
Hail, Thou Bright and Sacred Morn
Budget day in Ireland, April 1970. A Dublin evening paper headlines that Finance Minister, Charles Haughey, is delivering his speech in Dáil Éireann. Only he didn’t as he’d either taken a tumble from his horse or been whacked over the head in a pub – take your choice – either way he was in hospital with… Continue reading Hail, Thou Bright and Sacred Morn
Farmers’ Markets
How to be a Brit
George Mikes came to live in Britain from his native Hungary just before WW II. His book How to be a Brit is a minor classic but it was written about seventy-five years ago. His one-sentence chapter on Sex may or may not be accurate: Continental people have sex lives: the English have hot water… Continue reading How to be a Brit