When Keir Starmer this week pledged to the global investors he’d summoned to London that he would clear pesky regulations out of their way, he stood in a long line going back, at least, to the young ...
Tanni Grey-Thompson is telling me about her concerns with “inspiration porn”—a term she assures me I can safely google. It refers, she tells me, to the way the media talk about disabled people “as if ...
Listening to Donald Trump, there’s a point when you begin to feel your brain dying. Words don’t come, and sentences will not form; the language simply isn’t up to dealing with the shamelessness and ...
To lead the Conservatives to victory at the next election, the party’s new leader must defy history. Three months ago, the government of the United Kingdom changed hands for the fourth time in half a ...
Since 2022, the year that Andrew Tate first went viral online, a spectre has haunted headlines, school playgrounds and children’s smartphones: the rise in anti-feminism among boys. This often-violent ...
From print runs to piss-ups, a listener wants to know what a Fleet Street job really entails. Alan and Lionel tell all... From today's hottest new columnists to the perils of fine wine, Alan ...
The deadly hurricanes that pelted the American southeast in the last month could still affect the outcome of the presidential race, in ways that previous storms have not. Parts of North Carolina and ...
In his clinic on Harley Street, Ghassan Abu Sitta does facelifts, brow lifts, lip lifts and blepharoplasties. Today, in Beirut, he tends to blast injuries, amputations and crushed limbs. His internet ...
Gavin Collins was an off-duty police officer enjoying a night out in central London when he was attacked by a pair of thugs. They repeatedly punched and kicked him, even after he’d been floored. Gavin ...
This month, our columnists are busy with new difficult tasks. Sarah Collins, our Mindful life columnist, boards the emotional rollercoaster that comes with preparing to live abroad, while Anglican ...
The year is 2023 and I’m in the middle of a depressive episode that almost finished me off. My cat, Stanley—an affectionate orange tomcat we adopted when I was 12 years old has recently passed away.
It took a dangerous category 3 hurricane in Florida to force climate change onto some, but not all, newspaper front pages. Normally this is a subject for gentle condescension. A mega storm lashing ...