THE SMALL THINGS

This morning, in the bath, I had a radical thought. What if I was happy, for my mother’s sake? Here is the ludicrous thing about death. A pe...

This is an indulgent Red the Mare post, so those of you who are not interested in the horsing, look away now. We’ve been working on straight...

The kind of slang I use tends to be very, very old school. It is more likely to be drawn from Evelyn Waugh and Nancy Mitford and PG Wodehous...

JUMPING. Jumping, jumping, jumping, jumping. Actually, I tell a lie. We were not jumping. We were FLYING. You’ve seen these pictures bef...

Yesterday, I was thinking about position. Position is very important. It’s easy for me to get complacent because I sat on a pony practically...

A really funny thing has happened. Practically every single British columnist is writing the same column. I read Blake Morrison in The Guard...