I’ve been struggling for words lately. Something to do with the state of the world perhaps. Or just laziness. It’s usually one or the other. This morning felt like another Friday [...]
Back in the early 90s, when I was a young magazine journalist, I found myself working under the same roof as Punch magazine – that venerable old organ that had been the flag-bearer for political [...]
Imagine if cactus, not grass, was the most abundant plant on Earth. It would make rugby a whole lot more interesting. It’s one of the many blessings of this planet, though, that nature has [...]
Do you ever talk to yourself? Ever have those conversations where you get quite cross with yourself? To the point where you’re not sure which part of you is entitled to be cross and which [...]
I arrived on a video call this week in the middle of a discussion about the meaning of ‘afternoon’. Sean, quite reasonably, was saying he’d always interpreted it to mean the [...]
