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Fleming enjoying a stiff drink with his wife Ann at their Jamaica home, circa 1963. Evening Standard/Hulton Archive/Getty
Pink gins, siestas and snorkelling for lobsters
If you want an example of someone who “mastered” the work-life balance, says Johnny Motley on Substack, look no further than Ian Fleming’s daily routine in Jamaica. He was up at 7.30am for a swim in the ocean, followed by scrambled eggs for breakfast and a sit-down in the garden. He would do the bulk of his writing between 10am and 12.15pm – 1,500 words, no looking back – before snorkelling around the bay searching for lobsters. Then it was lunch, with a couple of pink gins. At 2.30pm it was time for a siesta, followed, at 4pm, by some more time in the garden and another swim. At 5pm he’d write 500 more words, before numbering the pages, putting them in a folder and having a couple of strong drinks. Then it was dinner and Scrabble with his wife, Ann. Bed at 10pm. Heaven.
Property
THE STUD HOUSE This eight-bedroom Georgian mansion in the grounds of Hampton Court Palace belongs to Evgeny Lebedev, owner of The Independent and The Standard, says Country Life. Built in the early 18th century for the Royal Stud, it has a grand reception hall, drawing room, library, study, dining room and kitchen around a central staircase, with a wine cellar below. Six bedrooms sit on the first floor, including a master suite with a dressing room and vast bathroom; the other two bedrooms share the second floor with a sitting room. Outside is a stunning six-acre garden laid out by Mollie Sainsbury, Marchioness of Salisbury. £25m. Click on the image to see the listing.
Global update

CCTV footage of Natland at Manchester Airport
Iran and the Swedish connection
In March 2025, says Lizzie Dearden in The i Paper, Norwegian teenager Johannes Natland received a message from a boy he’d met in a children’s care facility: “Jappning [murder] in England”, it read, along with the offer of £21,000 and a promise that “nothing can go wrong”. Within 10 minutes, Natland had indicated interest, and by the following day he’d obtained an emergency passport. Two days after the original message, which had arrived shortly after his 18th birthday, he boarded a flight to the UK where he was set to carry out an assassination on behalf of the Foxtrot network: a powerful Swedish crime group acting as a proxy for the Iranian state.
Border Force officers at Manchester Airport were wary of Natland’s claim that he was visiting gamer friends – with a one-way ticket and no hotel reservation – and refused him entry to the country. But he was released on bail until a flight could return him. His online handler, “Agent 47”, sent him straight to a hotel to collect cash, then handed over logistics to a British-based affiliate of the Foxtrot network. This affiliate, codenamed “1”, directed Natland to a Huddersfield housing estate, where a plastic bag containing two handguns and ammunition was hidden at the base of a tree. Back at the hotel that evening, Agent 47 messaged to say: “We have much to do tomorrow.” Thankfully, nothing came of it – after a tip-off from Norwegian police, armed officers burst into Natland’s room at 5:15am and arrested him. But it’s not the first time the Foxtrot network has sought to lure in vulnerable children, some as young as 15, with promises of large sums to carry out murder. And it won’t be the last.
Zeitgeist

“Not the uniform for anybody with a position of authority”
Sorry chaps, leave your shorts at home
The long, hot summer can drive men to strange places, says David Coggins in The New York Times. But let’s get one thing straight: there is never, ever an excuse – not the “diabolical” heat, not your colleagues dialling in from country houses – for wearing shorts to the office. Put simply, it’s not the uniform for “anybody with a position of authority”. A man in shorts cannot seriously run a meeting, file a motion or inspire any confidence. Did Don Draper wear shorts to the office? “Of course not.” Did Gordon Gekko stroll into meetings with companies he was about to liquidate with his knees on show? “No, he slicked his hair back and snapped his suspenders into position.” Even if you own a lovely pair of shorts made from tobacco linen by a company that shoots its promotional pictures on some fancy Italian island, they should be saved for when you’re on holiday, wearing espadrilles and “nursing a negroni”. Today, you’re in the city, getting work done, “fully be-trousered”.
The Knowledge Crossword
Life

Anne Hathaway (L), irreplaceable as Meryl Streep’s assistant in The Devil Wears Prada (2006)
What makes the perfect PA?
While the threat of AI looms large over most industries, says Nicole Mowbray in The Telegraph, top executive PAs have nothing to fear. Dealing with their demanding bosses could never be replicated by a machine. One PA recalls being phoned by her Russian oligarch employer at 2am and told to call the front desk of the Caribbean hotel where he was staying to get the guests next door to quieten down. Other typical (analogue) jobs include walking dogs, getting clothes dry-cleaned, securing favourite tables at favourite restaurants when they’re fully booked, and, in one case, going to the boss’s 90-year-old mother’s home and giving her a bath.
Their strongest defence against the bots is their “personal touch”. The longtime executive assistant to a multimillionaire British businessman says she knows her boss so well that she can, with total confidence, choose his lunch, buy presents for him to give, order wine when his cellar runs low, and protect him from having to encounter people he doesn’t want to see at both social and work events. Plus, complete discretion – never a given with a chatbot – allows these top dogs to “bare all without anxiety”. The EA to a multimillionaire manufacturing tycoon does all his personal banking, attends confidential board meetings and knows the codes to the burglar alarms at his various properties. Another was trusted with purchasing two Cartier Love bangles on her boss’s behalf and having them dispatched to a woman who was not his wife. “It’s really none of my business to judge what he gets up to,” she says. “It is my job to be trustworthy.”
Quoted
“To sit at one’s table on a sunny morning, with four clear hours of uninterruptible security, plenty of nice white paper, and a pen – that is true happiness.”
Winston Churchill
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