MEMOIR

To his distress, ASH Smyth realises it’s been five years since his last cricket match (which, even more distressingly, he was allowed to captain).

On their 10th wedding anniversary, Dominic Hilton dusts off his roast wedding speech for fellow Emigre editor ASH Smyth and his bride.

A masterclass in speech-making, by the Best Man. In the World.

Can England beat Spain in the Euros final? Seth Burkett takes soundings from a personal history of footballing optimism.

As they capitulate to England once again at Lord's, Nicholas Lezard asks whatever happened to West Indies cricket.

The traffic jam, like his ambition, is endless.

As England hang on by their fingernails at Euro 2024, Seth Burkett looks back at a rather different type of international football: his season as a pro footballer in Sri Lanka.

Wet feet, pisco sours, and the wonders of nature in the Southern Patagonian Ice Field.

On the sanctity of Britain’s blue plaque scheme—and the delightful hoaxes it inspires.

RIP Hutch.

Tim Cooper pays tribute to fellow punk, Shane MacGowan.

How I would bend the ear of the late Terry Venables.

How Shehan Karunatilaka’s Chats with the Dead became Booker Prize winner The Seven Moons of Maali Almeida.

To mark the sixtieth anniversary of the assassination of John F. Kennedy, Dominic Hilton recalls his giddy days in “Camelot”.

Full transcript of four speeches made by the hastily-appointed Toastmaster at the Annual Oxford and Cambridge Universities Dinner at the Residence of the British Ambassador to Argentina, on Thursday October 5th 2023.

A pal picks up the exceedingly prestigious Polar Medal.

In celebration of the Meskel festival, ASH Smyth recalls his trip to Ethiopia’s Camelot, some 16 years ago.

On the fiftieth anniversary of the military coup in Chile, Dominic Hilton remembers an ill-fated city break he took to Santiago a few weeks before the start of the global pandemic.

Martin Amis was someone I thought of as a kind of elder sibling, hero, avatar, even scapegoat.

In 1909, a team led by Norwegian explorer Roald Amundsen set off to reach the South Pole. Here, for the first time, is an account of the expedition from the point of view of one of his dogs.

Dominic Hilton is stunned to discover that not everyone shares his reverence for Charlotte Wells’ acclaimed debut film.

Ever raised close to half a billion dollars for cancer sufferers? No? Then quit your moralising about Lance Armstrong, says Mitchell Belacone.

Tim Cooper recalls a surreal series of run-ins with former world-champion boxer Chris Eubank.

Jack Shamash laments yet another article about the Haçienda Club (by writing yet another article about the Haçienda Club).

“Call me a philistine, but I like art most when it’s good.” Dominic Hilton and friends visit a Banksy exhibition.

ASH Smyth looks out over mist-covered mountains, on Remembrance Sunday.

Thunderstorms, tapping out, and The Crown. The Queen’s death hit different in Buenos Aires, writes Dominic Hilton.

As grieving Britain plunges head first down a vortex of nostalgia, Dominic Hilton suffers an acid flashback to the time he met those other apparently-immortal national treasures… The Beatles.

At wintertime, Dominic Hilton finds himself at a loss in Buenos Aires.

From Buenos Aires, Dominic Hilton on escaping the threat of nuclear annihilation.