Jeffrey Bernard
Jeffrey Bernard
Jeffrey Bernard /bərˈnɑːrd/was a British journalist, best known for his weekly column "Low Life" in The Spectator magazine, and also notorious for a feckless and chaotic career and life of alcohol abuse. He became associated with the louche and bohemian atmosphere that existed in London's Soho district. He was later immortalised in the comical play Jeffrey Bernard Is Unwell by Keith Waterhouse...
NationalityBritish
ProfessionJournalist
Date of Birth27 May 1932
mean getting-older use
One of the things that goes with getting older is that one becomes more conservative - and I emphasise that when I use the word conservative I do not mean politically.
alcohol bars bed
My misdeeds are accidental happenings and merely the result of having been in the wrong bar or bed at the wrong time, say most days between midday and midnight.
lying offering borders
It's one thing to ask your bank manager for an overdraft to buy 500 begonias for the borders in Haslemere, but quite another to seek financial succour to avail oneself of the 5-2 they're offering on lie de Bourbon for the St Leger.
memories drinking journey
Oh, to me not drinking is like being dead, almost. I sit here taking endless journeys down memory lane. It gets boring.
drinking addiction impossible
The more necessary it becomes to stop drinking, the more impossible it becomes to stop.
women should-have government
Women should have labels on their foreheads saying, 'Government Health Warning: women can seriously damage your brains, genitals, current account, confidence, razor blades, and good standing among your friends'.
grateful writing would-be
I have been commissioned to write an autobiography and I would be grateful to any of your readers who could tell me what I was doing between 1960 and 1974.
horse gambling way
One way to stop a runaway horse is to bet on him.
lying champagne servant
There's nothing undignified about lying about all day and being waited on by servants, sipping bloody champagne.
girl school oxford
A lot of girls annoy me who go to university - one girl told me she was going to Oxford because it was something to do between leaving school and getting married. And I've got to pay for that being an income tax payer.
girl weather work-out
You never see a pretty, unattached girl on a racecourse. But you often see positive gangs of rather unpretty ones. They are the owners or the owners' wives and they wear mink in all weathers and far too much make-up. For some odd reason, I can never work out why they always seem to be married to haulage contractors in the North, builders in the South and farmers in the West.