Alexander Gilmour writes the London Life column for FT Weekend. He is associate editor of House & Home. In his twenties he acted on stage and screen (very occasionally). He lives in east London.
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What could be more frivolous than watching five days of sport in a row? But don’t be tempted to play a game yourself
As a witness in court, it is disconcerting to be asked the same existential question time and again — who is Mr Gilmour?
Interior Lives series on how top designers decorate their own space
They’re green, healthy and look hot naked — it’s time to make peace with the city’s least-popular demographic
Lee Hall’s raucous drama follows six Highland girls on a wild trip to Edinburgh
It used to be fighting the French but, these days, being a man means downing rum in a hot tub with hairy strangers
At a time when the UK capital needs to be making foreign friends, waiters have a vital diplomatic role
Living in the city often means meeting the same people on the street every day. What should you give? Or should you just keep walking?
A skiing trip that went downhill rapidly inspired a new passion for city life
Forty days and forty nights of healthy eating and early-morning swims. What can go wrong?
A stage adaptation of Elena Ferrante’s Neapolitan novel tries to cram in too much
Being ‘neighbourly’ is normal for most of Britain — but not for the capital. So why has my street got a group email?
What would I do? Curl up and die? Collaborate? Or fight back — with ducks?
How to cope with the new year and attract the odd flirtatious smile — get a Norfolk terrier called Waffles
Khaled Hosseini’s novel makes an awkward journey from page to stage
A bespoke suit can hide a multitude of sins, from poor posture to a big ‘seat’. Can Alexander Gilmour be trusted with a pair of Savile Row’s nattiest petrol blue birdseye trousers?
Emma Rice’s production is a hotchpotch of crazy fun — but unsentimental, too
The captain discusses her transition, her boyfriend and the importance of mess-room banter
The first time I drove across London, I was hooted at the whole way — especially, for some reason, in Hammersmith
The restaurant serves 24 tiny dishes with names like ‘Mielikki essence and strawberries’
The emotional impact of Mark Ravenhill’s notorious play is limited in this revival
It may serve beer and prosecco, but what is the point if you don’t leave with a cool haircut?
A move to Hackney means getting to know the locals, including Mitten, an oversized tomcat on the lookout for a bonus