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ABOUT RACHEL

(Warning - this section is almost guaranteed to irritate. Those to whom I already cause catastrophic pain are advised to move straight on to my archives at the Telegraph and Spectator).

Bio

Rachel Johnson comes from a large blonde family and has spawned three flaxen-haired children, now aged 10, 13 and 14. She is the daughter of the environmentalist and writer Stanley Johnson, and the painter Charlotte Johnson Wahl.
After Oxford, where she read Mods and Greats and edited the University Magazine Isis, she was hired by the Financial Times. She was the paper’s first female graduate trainee, and almost its last, as she managed to spend a healthy proportion of her five years at the pink ‘un either on maternity leave or working on secondment to the Foreign Office think-tank, the policy planning staff.
She left the Financial Times after her second child was born and moved to the BBC. Then she got cunningly got pregnant a third time and, after scoring her third paid maternity leave in four years, left the BBC to "launch a freelance career from home" (ie skank about in tracksuit bottoms), her husband having been conveniently posted to Washington D.C, where it is very easy to park and they literally give away the clothes in Baby Gap, it’s that cheap.
Since then, she has written weekly columns for the Sunday Telegraph, the Financial Times, the Evening Standard, the Brussels-based Bulletin, and the Daily Telegraph, although - hello! - not all at the same time.
She has also written for the Guardian, ES Magazine, and many others she can't remember, including a cover story on Chelsea Clinton for Hello!
Rachel Johnson is married to Ivo Dawnay and lives in Notting Hill and in a seventeenth century farmhouse deep in a river valley in the Johnson pridelands on Exmoor.
She does not hunt.