Published in The Independent (December 8th, 2007) Ali took a hunk of camel meat and carefully chopped it into tiny cubes before throwing it into a pan. Then […]
The hell I share with David Cameron
Published in The Spectator (October 22nd, 2005) My daughter suffered two seizures the other night. One was shortly after midnight, the other a couple of hours later. Having […]
Virginia and Maryland: On the trail of the lonesome pine
Published in The Independent (September 24th, 2005) First there was the twang of country music, which turned out to be an apposite version of “Take Me Home, Country […]
The calm after the storm
Published in The Independent (March 26th, 2005) The two elderly ladies, with their blue rinses and bubble-perms, were explaining how they ended up going on holiday to Sri […]
Summer in New England
Published in The Independent (May 22nd, 2004) Things began badly. After 15 years, I had finally persuaded my wife to go on holiday to the United States. I […]
Mussels and the click of Manolos
Published in The Independent (September 20th, 2003) The mussels arrived, plump and glistening in their shells. I counted 21 of them, together with a handful of sea urchins, […]
Set us free to pay
Published in The Spectator (May 11th, 2002) During the phoney war before the last general election I attended a lunch with William Hague. He was in fine form, […]