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
alternatives journalism thinkable
Journalism is the only thinkable alternative to working.
horse fighting race
I have stood in a bar in Lambourn and been offered, in the space of five minutes, a poached salmon, a leg of a horse, a free trip to Chantilly, marriage, a large unsolicited loan, ten tips for a ten-horse race, two second-hand cars, a fight, and the copyright to a dying jockey's life story.
jobs couple people
Although I have to admit I have despised a couple of people simply because they have never had a job in their lives.
gone want reason
The only reason I would have liked to have gone to university is because I like cricket. Not a very good reason to want to go, but as good as any, I suppose.
doing-nothing enjoy
I enjoy doing nothing.
couple care medical
I was under the care of a couple of medical students who couldn't diagnose a decapitation.
want matter comfort
But you've got to have money for comfort, which obviously doesn't matter as much when you're young, but even so. I always like to bloody eat well and be warm. Have a drink when I want it.
names drunk people
It's not name dropping, but not many people can say, like me, that they spent the day with the likes of Francis Bacon or that boring drunk Dylan Thomas. You don't forget things like that.
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.
lying champagne servant
There's nothing undignified about lying about all day and being waited on by servants, sipping bloody champagne.
stars self mind
Oh, the self-importance of fading stars. Never mind, they will be black holes one day.
beautiful blue clouds
They smoke cigarettes professionally. The smoke is inhaled very sharply and the teeth are bared.Then the head turns to give you a profile and the smoke is exhaled slowly and deliberately and the grey jet stream becomes a beautiful blue cloud of smoke.What are they trying to tell us?
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.
kids people hatred
I don't remember ever being full of dislike and hatred for people, like some kids I've come across now.