I ONLY HAVE EYES FOR YOU (AND YOU… AND YOU… AND…)

My friends are in a panic.  They cannot reconcile my obvious interest in and daily dissection of men with my just-as-obvious relationship status (I’m in one). Surely that wandering eye has some (ahem)… Continue reading

THE NOVELY OF IT ALL

I was sitting in one of those too-cool downstairs pubs in Soho listening to an author read an excerpt from his most recent book (one of my favorites, as it happens) — a… Continue reading

SLACK HANDED COMPLIMENT

The world I used to work in was full of men.  Manly men, supermen, macho men, M-E-N men: generals, ambassadors, senators, deciders.  (Sure, there were some women, but not enough.)  We’d shake hands… Continue reading

DETAILS, DETAILS

I ride on public transport a lot.  And when I do, my mind inevitably wanders.  I’ll be sandwiched between tourists with too many shopping bags, trying to read my Economist when the latest… Continue reading

DOUBLE-OH HEAVEN

I write a lot about manliness and my love of men, so at some point I knew I would be writing about Daniel Craig. I wasn’t originally a fan, truth be told.  I… Continue reading

MINDING THE GAP

It turns me on, more than is decent, to see a man’s trousers hit the perfect point on the back of his shoes.  Trouser length is so elusive, so ridden with potential, so… Continue reading

BACK TRACKING

There was a man on the Circle Line the other day.  I didn’t notice his face — which was squared and good-looking in an angry sort of way — until well into our… Continue reading

ALL ABOARD

My weakness for men in uniform extends, embarrassingly, even to train conductors.  Especially if they’re a bit wiry, white-haired, angular-faced, and speak with a charming somewhere-in-England accent.  They have a tendency to compliment… Continue reading

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