Some of my best friends are football (soccer) fans. I suppose I should say, rather, still football fans, because there was a time when…
Some of my best friends are football (soccer) fans. I suppose I should say, rather, still football fans, because there was a time when…
We ritually (and most of us reluctantly) wound the clocks back last weekend, and already the air seems chillier, the sky heavier. I too suddenly…
A well-known television presenter, invited to address the pupils of her old school, used the occasion to tell the audience what she thought of the…
Someone has been bold enough to ask me what I do to amuse myself when I’m not writing this blog. While the question isn’t in…
To misquote Churchill, “The Battle of Terry is over. I expect that the Battle of Clattenburg is about to begin”. In the original, Churchill was…
Scoff all you like, but I feel deeply grateful to have been awarded the Nobel Prize for Peace. Throughout my long life I have been…
The mere mention of Facebook invariably causes my teeth to grind, and every glimpsed image of its founder, the robotic waif Mark Zuckerberg, produces strange…
“You expect me to talk?” says a desperate James Bond, strapped helplessly to a gurney, legs splayed, eyes on the powerful industrial laser beam slowly…
What happened to dancing? On Saturday evening, M and I attended a wedding reception, a jolly family affair at an elegant Jacobean country house in…
“Heads are bound to roll.” The battle-hardened Fleet Street cliche is getting a great deal of exercise in the press these days, and it’s applied…