MY SISTER is in Dallas at the moment. She WhatsApps to say that it’s not all stetsons and steers. I wouldn’t know, having ever only seen it on the telly when it was shiny skyscrapers and melodramatic family breakfasts on windswept verandahs with JR and Sue Ellen.

THE night of the Brexit referendum, I go to bed with an unfamiliar sense of trepidation. Dread, almost. What if they actually do it? Naaah.

THE great thing about hospital is that, one way or another, you get to leave in the end. By the time I leave, I have passed caring which way. 

The conservative elite encourage anti-intellectualism because it maintains an unsustainable status quo, writes Suzanne Harrington

There is no purpose to a high heel, other than to sexualise, writes Suzanne Harrington