The Best of the Vest

The days of the Dandy are back and that’s a fact. Last week I clocked four young lads in Leeds on a Saturday night out, suited and booted-up to the max. Sharp threads breed confidence and like giants they swaggered past a group of shouty, red-faced Wetherspooners, wobbling into The Leopard Lounge for early-doors titillation.…

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Time Out!

“The Laziest Tailor in Leeds” has been at it again folks. Last week I hung my tape-measure over my dummy and left the showroom for a week’s holiday in Portugal. In truth, I do put the hours in, and whilst bespoke tailoring and running my own business is something I love, six day weeks, tight…

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Surf, Sushi and Saxon Sheep

This month, I’ve been on it like Wallace and Gromit. The showroom lights of Michelsberg HQ have been burning long into the night and like Scotty in Star Trek, “I’ve giv’n her all she’s got captain, an’ I canna give her no more.” There’s been many an evening when I’ve shut up shop, my cheeks…

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Mohair Magic

Ahhhh, the sun. It’s food for the soul. A big Greg Wallace cuddle of warmth and positive energy. No matter what the weather I always try and remain optimistic and my attitude to business has always been along the lines of Del Boy’s, “He who dares, wins.” I love to do something different, and my…

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Grazie Roma

Out for lunch with a customer last Friday, I felt the sun’s warmth on my cheek for the first time in ages. The restaurant was buzzing, people were smiling and one duck pappardelle later I left, ready to cast the dark, dank, cloak of winter from my shoulders. From a cloth point of view, the…

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A Snappy New Year

Another year, another dollar, and after what has been a highly indulgent Christmas, it seems another chin. For ten gloriously gluttonous days I put my feet up, except for an enjoyable trip to Helmsley for a photo-shoot with two new customers. Introducing brothers George and James Craig, from the band, ‘One Night Only.’ They knocked…

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Sew this is Christmas!

Last Sunday I enjoyed a perfect quiet moment to myself. Wallowing by the log fire with a belly full of lamb shanks, I raised a glass of Chianti to the newly installed Christmas tree in the corner and looked forward to my favourite time of the year. To me, Christmas is all about the build-up,…

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Sharp suits and sniffles.

As I staggered into the coat-makers with half a dozen fittings in each hand, my bag over my shoulder and a length of cloth and lining under my arm, I recalled the words of Thomas Edison: “Genius is one percent inspiration, ninety-nine percent perspiration.” I raised my eyes to the sky, thanked the Lord for…

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Trip to Shanghai

It’s four hours before my flight home and I’m closeted in the cigar bar of the JC Mandarin Hotel, a bottle of Tsing Tao beer in my left hand, a knock off Montblanc pen in my right, trying to find words that do justice to the incredible city that is Shanghai. Here for a mixture…

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Stormy weather

Summer has scoffed her deep-fried peanut butter sandwich and left the building. This morning my foot winced a little as it vacated the warmth of the duvet, leaving me reaching for a weighty double breasted number to brave a slight chill in the air that I’d forgotten existed. The rain lashed down as I left…

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