The Savoy Hotel kindly brought the tea and nibbles.


Our Low Life correspondent, Jeremy Clarke. Typical reader’s question: “How much of it does he make up? I mean, when he starts a column saying ‘I woke up at 4am on the pavement an Leicester Square’ he’s using artistic license, isn’t he?’ I suspected so too until I took this job, and got to know him a little. It’s all true.

Me with our youngest and oldest guests, aged 8 and 90. And below are some more readers…





Jeremy Clarke and his editor, the great Liz Anderson

Taki and Michael Heath (the only person who has been at the Spectator longer than Taki) He’s brought a bottle of 1995 Lagavulin for me, to make up for the one he drank at the same event last year.

Alex Roebuck and Andrew Neil (taken from Alex’s Twitter feed)

And this is ‘Dear’ Mary Killen. She does exist.
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