Dominic Hilton comments on the latest perceived injustice in the capital, a man eating dog biscuits, and the strange meaning of numbers in Argentina

Dominic Hilton contemplates the origins of his obsession with money

Dominic Hilton laments the various lunacies surrounding his name

Dominic Hilton offends the fumigation guy and witnesses the death of a former President

Dominic Hilton reminisces about his father’s hoard of bizarre avant-garde CDs, LPs and cassette tapes

‘The worst thing about my condition is that it makes me feel like the world’s biggest wimp’ – Dominic Hilton opens up about his lifelong phobia

In the fourth instalment of his diary, Dominic Hilton tries to understand Argentina’s ‘redhead curse’

Dominic Hilton explains why time itself has become his biggest enemy

It’s Instagram that is turning everyone and everywhere the same, not the UN, not NAFTA, not the IMF, and certainly not the EU

In the third instalment of his diary, Dominic watches a man doing ballet on top of the British Ambassador’s Residence, and deals with his rude neighbour