Monthly Archives: June 2011


There’s a tagline on the back jacket of Emma Jane Unsworth’s first novel that is out of place: ‘Can Mr Wrong ever be Mr Right?’. This makes it sound like chick-lit, and it’s at odds with the rather sophisticated under-designed … Continue reading

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David Cameron: a metaphor

It struck me on the train this morning that the recent hospital photo opportunity where a camera crew got thrown out of a ward by a senior surgeon, is a metaphor for Cameron’s premiership thus far. Dave goes along with … Continue reading

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Where did you get that hat?

I never got hats. For starters, I look a right tit in any hat, so that rules out me ever wearing one. Women’s hats were equally baffling to me. The word ‘fascinator’ only entered my vocabulary during the recent royal … Continue reading

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Grace in Small Things (2)

The view as I turn the corner from Great Peter Street into Lord North Street never fails slightly to take my breath away. You may recognise it from the film An Education. Watching a young man support his girlfriend as … Continue reading

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A load of balls

I’m not sporty – and I always had sympathy with the small child in the Alan Partridge sports headlines on The Day Today and On The Hour who caused turmoil at major sporting events by pointing out that golf, for … Continue reading

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