The Bible of British Taste, a new magazine stocked only by Pentreath and Hall and John Sandoe had the most appropriately esoteric launch on Rugby Street on the coldest day of the year with iced vodka to drink – I suppose a touch Siberian. It’s The World of Interiors meets The New Romantics and maybe a touch of punk, with an essay by Peter York on ‘Authenticity is a Con’. I bought the first issue of Monocle and thought it was wonderfully uncommercial, so I was pleased to be able to greet a new style bible.