Our second saunter sans purpose during more inclement conditions. Button up your overcoat, pluck a wilted flower from a garden and stick it in your buttonhole, shake the dust from your finest brolly as you unfurl it, and prepare to sally forth on a chill winter’s day in London. The second Grand Flâneur Winter Walk… … Keep Reading
Mass spluttering at the breakfast table of gentlemen across the land results from announcement that Patum Peperium is no longer available. Shocking news came last week when the manufacturers of Patum Peperium: the Gentleman’s Relish announced they would be ceasing production. Patum Peperium has been gracing the hot buttered breakfast toast of gentlemen from Kolkata… … 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
Zack Pinsent has been around the Chap since he was 17 years old and, when he had just left school, and has now become a very successful maker of Regency clothing, as well as organiser and host of the Grand Regency Ball at Brighton’s Royal Pavilion. So here we are in your Brighton tailoring atelier,… … 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
Our second saunter sans purpose during more inclement conditions. Button up your overcoat, pluck a wilted flower from a garden and stick it in your buttonhole, shake the dust from your finest brolly as you unfurl it, and prepare to sally forth on a chill winter’s day in London. The second Grand Flâneur Winter Walk…
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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…