Catherine Eisner

He’d once sold cannabis to a troupe of Moroccan tumblers.        ‘It was like selling refrigerators to Eskimos,’ he’d bragged, ‘and even the...

Extraordinarily enough, this year, I realise, marks twenty years since the first submission of my ‘Strewthisms’ proposal to Penguin Referenc...

At the farther end of our garden, behind the boxwood maze, there was a bower with honeysuckle and other creeping plants overlooking th...

This morning I was awakened by the  ‘tsk-tsk!’ of a stonechat. In Provence or thereabouts they call the bird  Le Tarier pâtre (the Shepherd...

Put a tenner on the table as yer leavin’, Put a tenner on the table                                           won’tcha, dear. Put a t...