Everything in this country is as strange to me today as it was five years ago
By Jeremy Clarke
Nine-year-old Oscar is a mentor to eight-year-old Lucas
By Jeremy Clarke
People laughed when I told them my plan but nothing beats the window seat of a stopping train hugging the Ligurian coast
By Jeremy Clarke
As my engine died, a thunderclap exploded overhead and I noticed that I was freezing cold and soaked to the skin
By Jeremy Clarke
I was the first Leaver my neighbors had met and I was treated like a former Kray or a Moonie
By Jeremy Clarke
The sculptured eroticism of Henry II’s mistress’s bedroom brought to mind an orgy at its peak – not that he noticed
By Jeremy Clarke
What should I tell people when they ask me my ‘profession’?
By Jeremy Clarke
All the women – Catriona included – seem to have fallen under his spell
By Jeremy Clarke
Ronnie Wood’s girlfriend was there – and Mick’s oldest Dartford school friend.
By Jeremy Clarke
I arrived for lunch a bit late and was led to the dining table. Our hostess disappeared back into the house to bring out the food, leaving me to acquaint myself with the other guests, an Englishwoman and an American. The Englishwoman said that yesterday she had fallen off the wagon after eight weeks and […]
By Jeremy Clarke
