I have a customer called David who always bounds into my showroom with all the enthusiasm and bonhomie of a Labrador on MDMA. When asked, How’s life? He roars back, “Bloody Marvellous!” An hour in his presence and the world seems a better place. Surrounding ourselves with people who are positive, kind and generous of…
DetailsMy sun-dappled dome of a forehead bears testament to what has been a wonderful Summer. Highlights for me were post-surfing pints of cider in Cornwall and bezzing around the coves of Corfu in a speedboat, with only lunch and lashings of assyrtiko white wine on the agenda. On the work front, I’ve made hay whilst…
DetailsThere is something about the sound of a brass band that hits me straight in the heart. In an often cruel and selfish world, it’s a beacon of hope and kindness. Huddled together like Emperor Penguins in a tight circle on Briggate, their rousing tones soared through the clouds of skunk and vape-smoke, produced by…
DetailsHeading into the David Lloyd sauna after an exhilarating morning swim, I settled down to embrace the heat and enjoy a moment of peace and self reflection. Inhaling steamy notes of Bergamot and Eucalyptus, I closed my eyes, the gentle crackle of hot coals a nurturing beat in this oasis of tranquility. And then the…
DetailsEvery man has his breaking point. Like Michael Douglas in ‘Falling Down,’ a recent article in The Telegraph brought me perilously close to darkening the doors of McDonald’s “Kiwi shoe polish to disappear as UK no longer cares about shiny shoes.” I’ve blogged long and hard about the horrific demise in standards of dress in…
DetailsAs the sun slowly sets on 2022, I am delighted to say it has been a record year and I’ve never worked harder. Down to just two courses for lunch at Sous Le Nez, and only taking a week’s holiday every second month, it’s been brutal. But I’ve dug deep, pulled on my exquisitely tailored…
DetailsWhen asked by ‘Beyond’ Magazine’s Editor, Mark Bowness, to pass comment on the stylistic path we might tread in 2022, I started my research over breakfast, with a quick shufti on Google and came up with this: According to GQ magazine, we should be wearing, ‘kilts, sleeveless hoodies, baggy shirts and party wear in ultra-shiny…
DetailsSince Michelsberg Towers opened it’s doors on April 12th, it’s been blissfully manic. Despite the first three months of the year sat on my derriere doing sweet Fanny Adams, I actually felt like I’d earned a break, and was frothing with enthusiasm for our family half-term holiday to ‘Scarbados’ on the East Coast. With a…
DetailsLast night, I shed a tear. After nine series and one hundred and thirty four episodes, my favourite TV series, ‘Suits’, came to an end. Since March 2020, I’ve lived and breathed the antics of the impeccably well dressed, high flying lawyer, Harvey Specter, and genuinely feel like I’ve lost a friend. There are telly…
DetailsMeghan, Harry and Oprah – like driving past a road accident, I tried not to look, but couldn’t help it. Like the squatting thighs of a constipated grey hound, I shuddered, squirmed, and trembled in agony, as yet again, I watched a member of our Royal family, wash their dirty laundry in public. Perhaps…
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