The winds of change and the forces of commerce have pushed this publication in a new direction. After twenty-five years of existence as a quarterly magazine, and the publication of 122 editions, The Chap has decided to convert from print publication to members’ club. This decision has not been reached lightly, especially as our very… … 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
Minerva Miller steps out into the Tuscan sun with a gaggle of Italian, British and French devotees to dandyism. On a visit to Rome in April of this year, the Queen joked that she and the King enjoyed ‘any excuse to be in Italy’, and after a visit to Tuscany you can see her point.… … Keep Reading
After six years in the Nissen Hut, the bicycles, briefcases, hobby horses and bowler hats are coming out to play again. Contestants observe the Chap Olympiad motto: Slower, Drunker, Better-dressed The Chap Olympiad began in 2005 and soon became one of the summer’s social fixtures in London. Growing from 25 people, two bottles of gin,… … Keep Reading
I still find the Eurostar really rather wonderful. You get on a train at St. Pancras and alight some two hours later at Le Gare Du Nord into a different world, where the attitudes, tastes, smells, people and culture are as different from London as sand is to salt. Undeniably, it is quite an anomalous… … Keep Reading
From the eleventh floor balcony of a hotel overlooking the Pacific Ocean, the horizon flashing with lightning, brassy wisps of Mariachi music wafting up from somewhere through the heat of the night, was the sense that we were definitely in Mexico. It had taken nearly 20 hours to reach this moment of Mexican awareness, though… … Keep Reading
On a recent trip to Rajasthan, I discovered that not only does India possess its famous wealth of history and architecture, but it is also one of the most natural habitats for the travelling Chap. My journey took me first to Delhi, only nine hours away by plane but, as soon as you land, the… … Keep Reading
Steve Pittard: England’s ill-fated Ashes campaign featured an entourage worthy of a gangster rapper. Also, the team’s ridiculously detailed dietary nonsense – piri-piri breaded tofu with tomato salsa, if you please – equalled any precious pop diva’s riders. Yet nobody addressed the most elementary consideration of all… selecting players capable of growing a moustache. Captain…
Mr. Fox van Rutter’s photograph was sent by a lady friend, who perhaps is more qualified to answer the following questions than we are. Why is he wearing a newspaper for a shirt, a pair of curtains for a waistcoat, a cushion cover for a cravat and a Santa Claus cuddly toy for an epaulette?…
“This is a picture of me relaxing to the music of my 1922 Victor Victrola-50 portable gramophone in the garden,” writes Michael Kramer (or rather someone wrote on his behalf, for he clearly isn’t human). Even the shop dummies in British Home Stores are slightly better dressed than this piece of impertinent plastic.
“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…