NOT another one. If you’re still trying to comprehend the idea that David Bowie was not, in fact, a star man made of star dust, but encased in a biodegradable meat sack like the rest of us, then the news of Prince will have felt like a great big purple slap, writes Suzanne Harrington. 

We already knew that bloated corruption and snake-eyed greed has long been the currency which governs us; the Panama leaks were just the proof, writes Suzanne Harrington

“WHEN Teresa May slipped into her slinky red dress on Wednesday morning, she knew exactly the effect her outfit would have,” wrote somebody in the Daily Mail the other day.

Suzanne Harrington writes about her overprotective dog

A friend says she hasn’t had a man in her bedroom for ages because there’s no space for one. Instead there are cupboards full of remote controls from machines anyone born after 2000 would not recognise, writes Suzanne Harrington

By the time you read this, there will be a new set of the same old wonky, squabbling overlords in place.

So, I say to my kids brightly, is there anything you’d like to do this mid term? That doesn’t cost any money? (Skiing’s out, sorry).