Made it! Seventy years old! Ignore those exclamation marks. They may be required grammatically, but in terms of underlying dramatic impact they are pointless: reaching…
Made it! Seventy years old! Ignore those exclamation marks. They may be required grammatically, but in terms of underlying dramatic impact they are pointless: reaching…
Merchants in Esher, the Surrey town in which I live, have been warned, I’m told, that banners or displays promoting products not approved by the…
What a climatically mad, and maddening, country is Britain. Last Sunday I watched cricket at Lord’s dressed in sweater and anorak, and was still chilled…
With one banking scandal or controversy hitting the papers almost daily, how amusing it is to reflect on the various words and phrases derived from…
My republican and other left-leaning friends will be aghast to learn that I went to London yesterday to watch the Jubilee river pageant. Am I…
What hope is there for the coming generation when the teachers of the present one are losing their marbles? A Member of Parliament is calling…
It’s about bloody time. Shareholders of major public companies, I understand, are finally questioning, and protesting, the excessive pay packages of their senior executives. I…
“Don’t know why, there’s no sun up in the sky, stormy weather, it’s rainin’ all the time ….” So sang …. But who cares who…
The wedding, by common consent, was a triumph – from the sublime church service to the sumptuous reception. If there were cock-ups, they were minor…