Kentucky is regarded as the first of the Southern states, sitting south of the Ohio River on the eastern side of the United States. It is a green and pleasant land, literally. There are miles of gently rolling hills, clean air and plentiful amounts of fine pure mineral water. All these elements play a large … Keep Reading
“This was taken at a friend’s wedding last year. I’m allergic to wine so I drank gin throughout. The suit is one I had made especially for the wedding; the shoes are brogues hand made in England and I can assure you that there are some button-on braces there too. I’m the one on the right.” Thank you for clarifying that. We’re naturally impressed and secretly envious of your allergy to the French slosh, but wearing tweed to a wedding is exactly the sort of thing a Frenchman would do.
This fellow, who happens to hail from New Zealand, probably thinks he is terribly louche and debonair in a smoking jacket. He is, in fact, wearing a dressing gown and strikes the sort of pose one would expect from Mr. Vinnicent Jones while relaxing on the set of one of his appalling motion pictures.
Richard Pye’s accompanying missive read: “I submit this picture of my self relaxing at home over Christmas. Am I a Chap?” Without getting too spiritual, a picture of your “self” would hopefully not contain an unnecessary (and unattractive) plastic pipe and a cravat that is the wrong size for you. And it you are “relaxing at Christmas”, where is everybody else, and why are you hiding in a poorly-lit basement? I think perhaps you have unwittingly revealed your true self, after all. But you have not revealed, or concealed, a Chap.
“Is my acquaintance, Philip John, chap or not?” asks Nick Brickett. One could equally pose the question: if a perfectly ordinary-looking man who hasn’t shaved for a week places a stethoscope around his neck, does that make him a doctor?