Sins of Summer

When it comes to the most inhospitable place on Earth, El Azizia in Libya, or, Death Valley in California are up there. Yesterday, I found a serious contender. The Northern Line, London. I was down South visiting the agent of an Italian manufacturing business. Riding the tube, or as I call it, ‘the land of…

Saxon sheep and ladys of the loom

What a month. I’ve been out and about more than Paris Hilton or a Tory politician. It kicked off with an evening at the Bradford Club, watering hole to Yorkshire’s textile community since 1857. Gone are the days when the Rollers would line up outside waiting for the mill owners to finish their port and…

Legal Eagles

I’m buzzing. Last night was the the inaugural “Michelsberg Debating Competition” and if I say so myself, it rocked. All the biggest law schools in Yorkshire took part including BPP Law, College of Law York, Leeds Metropolitan University and Leeds University. After running internal competitions to select their best debaters, the finalists congregated at the…

Costa del Couture

Another year begins and it’s started off in style. Location: Puerto Banus, Spain. Taken there as a child on holiday, I remember watching in awe as wannabees with mullets cruised along the port in Porches, peroxide blondes by their side with a-ha’s “Take on Me” blaring out of the radio. Not much has changed. It’s…

Friends Reunited

It’s two fingers up to the world of work and hello Christmas holidays. Yesterday was my last day in the office for 2009 which culminated in the delivery of this rather divine overcoat to one of my best customers. Isn’t she a beauty? It’s possibly one of the most dapper and dashing coats we’ve ever…

Dare to be different..

One of the great things about my job is getting to know people from all walks of life. From the great and the good, to the bad and the downright dodgy, a passion for bespoke tailoring can be found. This means that I often get to deal with some of the more colourful members of…

An audience with Sir Paul Smith

Whether it’s porn, art, narcotics, or, high finance, every industry has it’s heroes. Whilst I have no admiration for hedge-fund managers, Pablo Escabar, or, the teeth gritting antics of Ron Jeremy, they have all made it to the top of the tree in their respective ‘professions’ and are no doubt idolized by those who are…

Thumbs up for Down Under

At the risk of coming across as rather crude, I have to say I feel simply bloody marvellous. I’ve just returned from three wonderful weeks in Australia visiting my brother Edward and his growing family in Melbourne. It’s been an orgy of sunshine, three course lunches and dinners, poker nights, Bas Armagnac, Cohiba cigars, surfing,…