Back at the Everyman Theatre for a 4-day R&D job. Keeping my hand in. I love this theatre. I also love sitting in rehearsal rooms with clever people, poring over new ideas and writing. Win. There’s a ...

The Inner Critic.

Wow, this is a brilliant game - and so disturbing. If you were born again as one of the 102 billion animals that come into the world each year, how would your life change? With real odds. Good luc...

Right, Autumn it is. Mists and mellow fruitfulness maybe. Mainly about menswear for me. Sartorially, Summer isn’t a good look for us lads- too exposing, too flimsy . Between now and May, i can use t...

Sitting across the table from my dear friend Tom. We meet as often as life and work allows , a friendship of over 50 years. Over an excellent Sicilian lunch, our conversation meanders from Football to...

Dolly Parton · The Grass Is Blue · Song · 1999

Jason Arday died after being relentlessly hounded by the press. Demand an inquiry into press culture now.

Almost two-thirds of Labour members want to see the government hold a National Commission on electoral reform, exclusive polling for LabourList reveals.

when I feel down about my weight I like to look up how much I would be worth if I were a tuna

I’ve been a bit too busy to sit down and write just recently, I’ll get back to that next week. I've been reading several threads about the Substack/pangram AI tool and wanted to declare my own use o...

Stephen Miller warned of a leftwing ‘cancer’ threatening civilization. As a critical care doctor, I have a response to his diagnosis

Causes célèbres come and go.

Causes célèbres come and go.

My father was diagnosed, in the 1960s, with “melancholia” — the actual clinical term of the time, not a name he gave it himself.

NO IDEA I have no idea what this song is about. I just like to see classic art dancing. It tells us that these people who were looking so earnestly at us through time were real people.

Picture this: a room full of rehab residents in Liverpool, on a Saturday afternoon, and one voice cutting through the rest, building an eloquent case for keeping Margaret Thatcher in a hot air balloon...