Tatler - By Royal Warrant

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In Britain, Tatler magazine is as polarising as marmite. For every reader wantonly seduced by its witty insights and lavish photographs of upper class society, there are hundreds more repelled by its posh porn. If you want to know the dating habits of debutantes and Duchesses or the correct etiquette for FRT's then turn to Tatler's pages, or for the next three weeks only, turn on BBC's new documentary series which goes behind the scenes at Vogue House, where lies Tatler's inner temple to frothy journalism and the shibboleths of British society. It is the only publication in the world whose photographer is allowed access to the Royal enclosure at Ascot.

I may wrinkle my nose at Marmite but I subscribe to Tatler and loved this new documentary which is like The September Issue without the midnight sunglasses. If Anna Wintour was the forbidding headmistress, then Kate Reardon, editor of Tatler, is head girl, a fun down to earth mix of sensible cashmere jumpers, mid length skirts and jolly hockey sticks, all perfumed with the whiff of the stable.

Tatler's readership of 150,000 isn't large but is the richest in Britain. I think a lot of people reading Tatler for the first time won't really get it, it's self satirising and has a pantomime humour, it doesn't take itself seriously but god forbid you should break any etiquette rules. There would be lines and a good caning.

P.S. I had a whole file of photographs to go along with this post but my computer tried to drown itself and I'm finding this whole palava nigh on impossible on an iPad. You will probably see very little of me for a few weeks, but fear not chimpy will be back banging at the keyboard in December.










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