DR Congo’s ‘superfan’ will be cheering on his team from Mexico, after being detained on spurious visa charges, while a substitute takes his place as Congo’s living sculpture. A familiar fixture has been taking its place among the hordes of cheering fans for every match played by the Democratic Republic of The Congo in the… … Keep Reading
2026’s saunter sans purpose proved the most spectacular and well attended Grand Flan ever. We came, we flanned, we sauntered, and, unexpectedly, we conquered a tiny portion of England’s increasingly drab capital. Over one hundred and fifty immaculately dressed flâneurs and flâneuses assembled in the premises of Courtyard Wine Cellars, Covent Garden on Sunday 17th… … Keep Reading
The Tournament of Tomfoolery returns after seven years in the wilderness. After a hiatus of seven years, during which time many chaps and chapettes have forgotten how to toss a cucumber sandwich on a plate or ride a bicycle while holding a teacup and saucer, The Chap Olympiad is back on Saturday 18th July, from… … Keep Reading
The Chap makes a smooth transition from gentlemen’s periodical to members’ club. When The Chap magazine ceased publication in 2025, we realised that what we had built was so much more than a gentlemen’s periodical. Having hosted a multitude of social events, musical gatherings and public protests against the forces of blandification, we saw that… … Keep Reading
Gustav Temple takes a liquid journey around the world to see whether single malt whisky can be trusted from anywhere except Scotland. To some readers (and they may be right) is is already blasphemous even to suggest that whisky can come from anywhere except Scotland. But when one discovers that whisky is also made in… … Keep Reading
Gustav Temple assesses a new Irish Whiskey with rather ghoulish credentials. The word ‘sexton’ derives from the Mediaeval Latin word sacristanus – ‘custodian of sacred objects’. A sexton is ‘a person who looks after a church and churchyard, typically acting as bell-ringer and gravedigger’. The gravedigger in Hamlet calls himself a sexton, for example. The typical… … Keep Reading
Gustav Temple nosedives into rums that don’t come from where they used to come from, because they are either made or refined right here on these craggy shores. Over the last decade or so, rum has been slowly shaking off its old reputation as something to swill in discotheques mixed with Coca-Cola. But only recently… … Keep Reading
DR Congo’s ‘superfan’ will be cheering on his team from Mexico, after being detained on spurious visa charges, while a substitute takes his place as Congo’s living sculpture. A familiar fixture has been taking its place among the hordes of cheering fans for every match played by the Democratic Republic of The Congo in the…
Gustav Temple defends Emerald Fennell’s much-maligned adaptation of Emily Bronte’s novel on the grounds that it out-gothics other pretenders. It must be admitted that my viewing of Emerald Fennell’s Wuthering Heights was already primed to be enjoyable. It was Valentine’s Day, the day after the film’s release. It was pouring with rain that night. Among…
2026’s saunter sans purpose proved the most spectacular and well attended Grand Flan ever. We came, we flanned, we sauntered, and, unexpectedly, we conquered a tiny portion of England’s increasingly drab capital. Over one hundred and fifty immaculately dressed flâneurs and flâneuses assembled in the premises of Courtyard Wine Cellars, Covent Garden on Sunday 17th…
Gustav Temple recalls a near encounter with by far The Chap’s most singular columnist. 2004 was a busy year for The Chap, then five years into publication. The Sheridan Club held its very first meeting at the Wheatsheaf in Fitzrovia, a letter from Captain Rosco ‘Biscuits Fruit’ van Noote won the best letter competition in…
