4th July: AGM of the Sheriffs and Recorders Fund at the Old Bailey. Founded in 1808, the Fund gives grants to ex-prisoners and their...

25th May Apothecaries Hall was the wonderful venue for the day’s events – this being the oldest extant Livery Hall in the City. Firstly,...

9th January. First event of the year to the Glaziers’ Company for an early celebration to herald in the Chinese New Year, the year of the...

7 September. Back after six weeks away in Spain, too long really, missed an invite to the Bakers’ Company dinner today. 8 September. A...

19 May Well, there I was on the 19th May installed as the 16th Master of our fantastic Company, an emotional ceremony for me, no more so...

My diary is now frighteningly empty, the emails have reduced to a trickle, and the mantlepiece no longer groans with elegantly engraved...

Normality has returned, and I have been proudly (some might say hubristically) representing the Arts Scholars at various City do’s,...

Yes! Invitations are coming in, and being accepted with alacrity; the dark miasma is still there (is the “dark” tautological in this...

The last entry in this blog ended on a high, lurching homeward after an alcoholic and cheery supper in Highgate with some Arts Scholars;...

… but then gets a bit more Actual rather than Virtual towards the end. Is this the beginning of the end? The end of the beginning? A blip...

This is Blog No 6, which led me to wonder, at a rather late stage, if I was doing it right. I did a bit of research (not all that...

My last blog ended with the cheeriest and jolliest of Pocket Lunches (or as cheery and jolly as one can get whilst sitting in front of a...

September 24 2020. After a week of Arts Scholars inactivity (apart from the traditional email deluge – a Good Thing about being Master is...

I ended my last entry in a spirit of cheery optimism, with a wrecked sitting room, but a heart full of hope, striding confidently towards...

The end of my first quarter as Master. Reading the blogs of my predecessors, I cannot fail to notice that they got out and about a bit...

The last time I did anything like this was a lifetime ago, when I committed my teenage angst to the pages of a Collins diary; whatever...