“My name is Allan Robinson and, after reading your fine periodical for some time and seeing many foreign Chaps winning the coveted label of being a chap, have decided to put down my pipe and move from my club chair to the writing bureau, to send you a photographical plate recording the jolly day out… … Keep Reading
“It is in my belief,” somberly intones Gavin Ingo, “that a true gentleman aims to improve himself in all matters, and always remains positive in a stiff situation.” There may be some truth in that, but if so, why are you seated in a room with such nouveau riche furnishings and such a ghastly rug… … Keep Reading
“Whilst others limbo under the lowest bar of dress code for the bar,” writes Tony Abdy, from Yorkshire, “I would like to think I uphold a little sartorial elegance in the taverns of this great nation. PS I have nearly every issue of The Chap in the downstairs privy.” Buying a round of drinks for… … Keep Reading
The self-styled ‘Count of Gutentag’, whose photograph was sent in by Sir Archibald Acheson, is in fact an elaborately designed, though poorly executed, doorbell. A real count, doorbell accessory or otherwise, would not wear a cardboard topper, an ill-fitting brown jacket with the pocket flaps tucked in and no pocket square, paired with black trousers,… … Keep Reading
“I would like to submit my Chappishness photos for consideration,” writes Lyndon Yorke, “taken on my amphibious bath chair, occasionally seen on the upper Thames, especially during Regatta.” This is more along the lines of how a count should comport himself. The built-in champagne cooler is a nice touch, the lack of headwear perfectly excusable… … Keep Reading
“My name is Yannick Raczynski-Henk and I am an aspiring chap from the Netherlands. I am an archaeologist, so I spend many of my days caked in mud but even on those occasions I try to live up to the standards of chappism. This photograph was taken in my office on one of those paperwork… … Keep Reading
“This photo was taken at the Tweed Run, writes Christopher Vincent. “I had a barber chair set up and was doing tache fix-ups. I work at Murdock London if by chance you’d like to pop in for a trim and a shave.” Sir, that is extremely gracious of you and we initially wondered whether we… … Keep Reading
“My name is Christopher Stewart Bentley, and I spent my stag do in quite comfortable attire, does this make me a chap?” We would be quite happy to pass on Christopher Vincent’s kind offer of a trim and a shave at Murdock London to Master Bentley – but what would be the point? Once that piece… … Keep Reading
“Just a quick snap before popping out to the theatre,” writes Michael T. Atherton. “Does my attire meet your high standards in the pursuit of Chapdom?” What kind of theatre were you popping out to, dressed in country tweeds? Theatre of the Absurd? … Keep Reading
“Hi – just thought I’d send some snaps of a recent ‘chaps’ night out,” writes Raymond Brown. “It started off at a shooting centre, where we took part in a typical chap pastime; the shooting lodge was a perfect ‘chap’ environment. The night ended up in a club in Oxford where the ‘normal’ punters were… … Keep Reading
This poor fellow apologised for his scant wardrobe and the collection of books. Yes, he has a few more appropriate items of clothing to purchase, but nevertheless has a carriage and bearing that defy poverty. There is just one small caveat: we can’t quite read the title of the fat Penguin tome by his right… … Keep Reading
“We pair of long-term bachelors took this while in the former French colony of Morocco,” writes Keith. “Are we chaps?” No, but your houseboy’s getting on a bit, isn’t he? … Keep Reading