A visit to Edinburgh, judging the Winner of Winners, and a case of mistaken identity
My fellow Baillie Gifford judges are formidable close readers: diligent, erudite, passionate, smart, committed. They made my job very easy.
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A breakage means I might soon be drinking wine from a jam jar, like an effing hipster
My long, unfortunate history with wine glasses continues.
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A weekend with old friends turns into a catalogue of injuries – canine and human
The dog seemed distinctly unbothered to be padding around with a bit of her paw wobbling at a right angle;…
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A fancy dinner at the home of cricket is the stuff of dreams – and nightmares
When a guest arrived in black tie I thought, “Oh dear, someone has overdressed for the occasion.” Then the truth…
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Letter of the week: The NS great and the good
Write to letters@newstatesman.co.uk to have your thoughts voiced in the New Statesman magazine.
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My life, and finances, are summed up by my attempts to mash a potato with a fork
It was a uniquely dispiriting moment in a life rich with them, and my suspicion is that I am living…
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Despite unhappy past experiences, I have decided to give facial hair one more go
And like every stupid thing I do it’s because of a woman.
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What makes an unforgettable meal? The time, place and company – and the butter
The cannellini and chard on toast roars with garlic, but that alone cannot explain its magic.
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