A country scratching a lazy irritation at sagging doorjambs and late trains, whose greatest attribute is a collective, smelly tolerance, where a chap will put up with almost everything, which means he won't care about anything enough to get out… — A. A. Gill Copy Share Image
It's a great historical joke that when the Spanish met the Aztecs, it was a blind date made in serve-you-right heaven. At the time,… — A. A. Gill Copy Share Image
If New York is a wise guy, Paris a coquette, Rome a gigolo and Berlin a wicked uncle, then London is an old lady… — A. A. Gill Copy Share Image
So, being a good man is not an exam or a qualification, it changes, and it incorporates being a good friend, a good father,… — A. A. Gill Copy Share Image
Women's handbags are incredibly heavy. You rarely get to pick one up and, when you do, you wonder why anyone carries so much stuff… — A. A. Gill Copy Share Image
Gifts are an important and necessary part of our collective lives. We need to give and we need to allow others to give. — A. A. Gill Copy Share Image
Have you ever wondered why the rich and privileged care about, or even bother with, the gift bag? Because they don't need this stuff.… — A. A. Gill Copy Share Image
London is a city of ghosts; you feel them here. Not just of people, but eras. The ghost of empire, or the blitz, the… — A. A. Gill Copy Share Image
I walk up a dune to a beach and look out to sea, but it's 100km away. The ships lie askew in their dry… — A. A. Gill Copy Share Image
Being able to afford everything you desire is not, by any means, the worst thing that can happen to you. But, depressingly, and more… — A. A. Gill Copy Share Image
If the world were to end tomorrow and we could choose to save only one thing as the explanation and memorial to who we… — A. A. Gill Copy Share Image
