I’m like a superannuated Snow White, my birdfeeder bringing all the birds to the yard

"In the dead of winter, what else are we going to do but head out on a freezing Monday night to see Pamela Anderson give the performance of her life in The Last Showgirl?"

"If the Orange Office possesses anything as coherent as actual policy, beyond move fast and break things, it’s to induce a feeling of overwhelm, of vertigo. Like watching someone smashing up a room."

Normal drinkers, the ones who’ll casually place half full bottles of booze back in the fridge, or even more hilariously, have what they refer to as a ‘booze cupboard’, may not quite get this.

Don’t we have legislation in place to prevent foreign electoral interference? Because now would be a good time to press that stop button

"What sounds comedic from a distance – the new president, perhaps envious of his Russian role model’s brazen invasion of Ukraine, has set his sights on Greenland, Panama and Canada, as though the world were a giant Monopoly board, an Amazon wish list – is anything but funny."

A broken heater, snow gridlock, and a partner contemplating Dorito rations—surviving winter’s polar vortex is no small feat, but it comes with its moments of wonder

Well, goodbye 2024, you’ve been mental

Dinner parties? Canapes and painting? The gym? Dear God, where did we go wrong?

I am being driven mad in different ways – trying to figure out how to negotiate the logistics of getting Christmas presents to Ireland from Brexitland