Sam Leith is the literary editor of the spectator, a columnist for the Evening Standard and author of You Talkin’ to Me?
Bad behaviour is not just exclusive to nobility, the nouveau rich should claim their share of vulgarity too, says Sam Leith
Beyond the obvious ‘moreishness’ of polo lies a certain madness among its HNW patrons, writes Sam Leith
Sam Leith on the ludicrous rumour about the Donald’s solid-gold toilet, and his even more vulgar attempt to become the ambassador of UHNWs.
Sam Leith explores the origin of that apelike ‘atavistic bellowing noise’ operagoers make to express disapproval.
The Force obviously stands for money, says Sam Leith.