The Grand Flaneur Walk

Gentlemen, ladies, dandies, chaps, fops, boulevardiers and flâneurs: we are taking our silver-topped malacca canes to the streets once again, but this time not to shout about tatty T-shirt emporia on Savile Row. The Grand Flâneur Walk on Sunday 14th July in London will simply be a walk without purpose; a stroll without direction; a civilised amble without destination. There is far too much purpose these days, and far too many distractions for the art of flanerie fully to be practiced by those who refuse to be ‘too busy’ or ‘stressed out’ about something or other that in all likelihood is not actually that important.

Join us at the statue of Beau Brummell at midday on Sunday 14th July, dressed in whatever way you think appropriate for a leisurely stroll, and we will all set off with absolutely no direction in mind. The walk could take five minutes, five hours or five days, and we could end up at the end of Jermyn Street or on the boulevards of Paris. None of this can, or will be, determined beforehand. The aim is to celebrate the art of the flaneur, oblivious to the demands, mostly made by ourselves, always to be going somewhere specific.