All about my day job as a journalist.
I have worked as a journalist for years. My first job was in a bug infested backstreet in Cairo where I corrected the grammar on The Egyptian Gazette. It really was the worst newspaper in the universe. We used to write the Sunday news on a Thursday because the editor liked a long weekend. The editorials told Egyptians that it was their duty to cooperate with the government by eating less food. I hope it's a better paper now.
When I came home I started to write for newspapers in London--and that is what is still my day job. Over the years I have done pretty well everything. I've been a foreign reporter and covered wars and interviewed politicians. I've also written about fun things like food and films and animals. In fact animals elicit more intense feelings than almost anything: I covered Crufts Dog Show one year and I've rarely seen anything so sneakily savage. A recent article I wrote for the Guardian about our pets made some readers laugh and made others spitting angry.
Me and my family with our beloved killer dog Alfie.
I have recently started up a company called greatfrenchexchanges.com which sends British children to stay with families in France and really learn to speak French. This was after I sent my younger son Teddy to Corsica.
Another article I wrote was about a new and very controversial trend. Some families in Britain are beginning to travel abroad to choose the sex of their child.
Here is the new quick fix answer to being overweight---swap eating for a tube up your nose:
And here I'm writing about my poor father and the extraordinary tale of his perpetual burglar: