THE TWEED PIG

Where Did Our Summers Go? I will run that beach bar on a small Mediterranean island one day. After a wonderful summer break, feeling the ...

Time for a Break It's that time again. Tweedy feels as free as a lamb's bleat as Tweed Towers closes its doors ...

Plan your holiday days around some appropriately summery songs. Once drilled into your bonce, they'll evoke strong m...

The Timeless Values in our Daily Experiences Tired from all the outdoor activity, the swimming and the indulgence at the restaurant? It...

La Passeggiata We've spent a lovely day on the beach, swimming out to the raft and diving in to look for octopus. We've now f...

Coming to the Seaside? The forecast is good today. Come, let's take a Bedford bus to the coast. We can stroll along ...

Who ever tires of watching the first three dialogue-driven films of American writer-director Whit Stilllman? If you do, the...

A Tale of Two Lobbs Do you know the story of the two Lobbs? John Lobb founded his boot-making business in London in 186...

Every Day is Picnic Day The Marlborough World coffee and cognac decanter I revealed back in spring has been used a lot ...

I dug out the old Madras patch jacket for a family picnic this weekend. The British Isles are having some fairly Mediterranean temperatures...

Tweed Jacket Prototypes Good news on the Judy Clark front everyone. We've been sent some photos so that you can follow the progress ...

Tailoring Tips for Germany A friend of The Tweed Pig got in touch a while back and provided some excellent intelligence on bespoke Germ...

Alan Whicker Sad to hear of the death of Alan Whicker. An epithet that can be applied to few, he was a true gentleman. He ...

Ripley's Style We all have our favourite film version of Tom Ripley - you've got your Damons, your Malkoviches, then there's De...