The dog is on paracetamol again from all the lockdown walking – like the rest of us, she’s worn out, but won’t give up.

Watching the state funeral of Samuel Paty on French TV as I fill out the track and trace form to re-enter the UK, where I will hide in my house for two weeks in line with current UK government requirements, the words ‘liberté, egalité, fraternité’ ...

“I mean, I think women should be more indulgent of affairs. I really do. It’s daft to kick someone out over a fling. Isn’t it? Everyone should turn a blind eye to men’s behaviour between the ages of 40 and 50. Let it blow over.

We are probably all in agreement that so far 2020 has been the temporal equivalent of that party when your acid trip went wrong and you ended up crouched in a corner fending off the giant carnivorous bats that nobody else could see, except in 2020, ...

John Lydon has made a career out of offending people, but now he is offending Us, not Them.

My telly is a lonely thing, dusty and neglected, an inanimate Miss Havisham abandoned on a shelf; I’d anticipated the next time I would hit the on button would be for season three of HBO’s Succession, which hasn’t even started filming yet because of ...

Is a bit of cloth fogging up your glasses on the bus really on the same spectrum as, say, being in an Iranian jail without trial?

PizzaGate, microchipping and microwaving iPhones, reading conspiracy theories online is like being trapped inside someone’s queasy cheese dream

What’s the difference between cultural appropriation and cultural appreciation? Adele, apparently.

I need to have a serious word with myself around my own ingrained gender conditioning