How was your week? Or, to put it a more topical way, how much money did you lose in the last five days? If you’re…
John Jessop Posts
The euphoria in which I was warmly enveloped on a sunny Monday morning has by now, this heat-oppressed Wednesday evening, completely dissipated. I knew the…
Yesterday I joined three former colleagues at Reuters for lunch at El Vino, a venerable old Fleet Street wine bar which, according to our rough…
I was saddened yesterday to learn that G.D. Spradlin has died. He was ninety. “Who the hell is G.D. Spradlin?” I hear some of you…
You really do have to wonder about the men and women in positions of power in Britain: they don’t seem to have a clue what’s…
A beautiful day at Lord’s, the magnificent spiritual home of cricket, the sun shining, a light breeze cooling players and spectators alike, and an English…
It is a decent but rather overworked cliché to say of talented people who die young that their lives were ‘wasted’. The same convention has…
England’s Rugby Football Union, proudly maintaining its recent record of pleasing nobody all the time, has offended New Zealand by announcing that England’s alternative strip…
What is happening to Britain’s once revered ruling institutions? At the rate we’re going, not a single one seems likely to avoid the infection of…
Enough of the News of the World! I’ll have you know I won a prize yesterday for another form of hacking. I won it for…