The Spectator, 29 August 1914: NO decent or self-respecting person will ever indulge in a word of recrimination even against those men who supported Germany and German aspirations till the beginning of the war, who deprecated any attempt to make adequate military provision for war in these islands, and who denounced as criminal, and even
The Spectator, 22 August 1914: WHEN so great a business as war comes upon England, the sports and games of the country fall into their proper places. Cricket has been packed into an obscure corner of the daily newspaper. Golf clubs have expended their activities largely in trenching vacant ground, and in forwarding subscription lists
The Spectator, 22 August 1914: Inter arma silent Musae; but Bayreuth on the eve of the war showed very few signs of the coming cataclysm. It is true that on the presentation of the Austrian ultimatum to Servia a good many Austrian visitors departed, and the Fürsten-galerie was not so crowded towards the end of
From The Spectator, 22 August 1914: THE Times of Wednesday published a piece of news in regard to the final interview between Sir Edward Goschen, our Ambassador at Berlin, and the German Imperial Chancellor, Herr von Bethmann Hollweg, which is of the highest significance. If the report is true—and we feel confident that the Times
‘He’s taken over from Famine.’
‘It turns out you’re not A, B or AB but the much rarer ABBA blood group.’
‘Don’t touch me — this isn’t the Seventies.’
‘Bearing in mind your little boy’s issues with sugary drinks, we recommend you enrol him in the rehab crèche.’
‘Jack Sprat would eat no fat, his wife would eat no lean, no dairy, no wheat, no soya, no non-organic or GM food, no non-sustainable fish, no...’
Emoticon theatre
‘There are a lot of long passages.’
‘Some of us are, quite literally, fat cats.’
‘If you only knew what sacrifices your father is having to make to put you through university.’
‘Are you going to be much longer, Daddy? I’m trying to get to sleep.’
Worth the candle Sir: I was saddened by Charles Moore’s account of the Westminster Abbey candlelit vigil marking the centenary of the start of the first world war (The Spectator’s Notes’, 9 August). At each of the four quarters of the Abbey (representing the four corners of the British Empire), he notes, there was one
Tough at the top The clocks on Big Ben were cleaned by abseiling window-cleaners. Some other big cleaning/painting jobs: — Repainting the Forth Railway Bridge used to be a metaphor for never-ending work, but a new coating completed in 2012 is estimated to have a life of 25 years. — Sydney Harbour Bridge was, for
