No Game for Good Men, The Telegraph

I detest wearing a tie, and do so only when forced. One such occasion was a formal dinner at All Souls College, Oxford, where opposite me was an Israeli scholar who had just got a job at the University, and was extremely anxious to show how well he knew its ways and mores. He dropped some names, and spoke of his familiarity with the manuscripts collection at ‘Bodley’ (the Bodleian Library). In between his boasts he kept scrutinizing my tie. Then, when he could contain his curiosity no more, h...