Alright. The ‘Mo’ jokes are getting a little grandaddy, but you can’t say they’re not appropriate. For most people, there’s something not quite right about moustaches. They have a touch of the winking, punning uncle about them. Girls don’t like them, they have more than a hint of a much faded past and it has been rather a long time since they were fashionable. However, there is something fascinating about them and Movember is a … [Read more...]

It is often the case that as a man gets older; his tolerance for the inconveniences of travel wears dangerously thin. I remember seeing a middle-aged gentleman at Heathrow Airport practically begging the somewhat aloof staff behind the check-in counter to give him an upgrade because of his loyalty status, even if it meant that his wife and children – who stood by looking detached and utterly miserable - would have to travel ‘in the … [Read more...]

I love Sunday evenings on my little street. The sky, which often roars with Heathrow-bound air traffic, is relatively quiet, the sirens are few and far between and my neighbour fills his fire with oak logs which, in turn, fills the air with the aroma which Diptyque refer to as ‘Feu de Bois.’ One whiff and you are transported to the countryside, to a fireside idyll in the woods with crunchy leaves underfoot. After beatific smiles and … [Read more...]