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Coco Gauff

Tennis Jerks and ‘Speccie’ Perks

Martina Navratilova has never been shy telling it like it is. She came out when other athl...


Kerkyra, Corfu

Electoral Chitchat

Now it can be told! A Boris ex I sat next to last week gave me the scoop: He is absentmind...


Charles-Maurice de Talleyrand-Périgord, Portrait by François Gérard (1808)

Leonidas Said It Best

The Duke of Marlborough gave a toast last week that brought the house down during a Turnin...

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Tusmore Park

What a Week

Bellamy’s and Oswald’s are the two best restaurants in London. Owned by two friends of...


Boris Johnson

Tories and Tennis

A lady once offered to go to bed with me if I could ensure her landing The Spectator’s d...

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Il Duce

Baptism by Flier

They were putting the finishing touches on the giant tent as I drove up to the Schloss Wol...

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Ernest Hemingway

The Papa Connection

I didn’t like it, and then I liked it. But a writer’s job is to tell the truth, as Pap...

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Conrad Black

Black’s Life Matters

Goody, goody gumdrops! The Donald has pardoned Lord Black and I couldn’t be happier. Con...

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Grand Central Station

Adios, Manhattan

This is my last week in the Bagel and I’m going to give it the old college try. Two week...


Richard Rodgers, Irving Berlin, Oscar Hammerstein II, and Helen Tamiris

Actually Great Theater

Here’s a question for you: If your wife, husband, girlfriend, boyfriend, even toy boy li...

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Big Man on Campus

Charlottesville is an enchanting Virginia college town graced by the neoclassical architec...

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Feel Free Again

NEW YORK—David Niven’s younger son Jamie, now an old man like yours truly and a bit ov...


What’s the Next Fake News?

NEW YORK—On April 21, 1980, Rosie Ruiz won the fabled Boston Marathon in record time and...

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We’re All Harvey Weinsteins Now

Okay, chaps, keep your hands where people can see them, and don’t touch. And try not to ...