IN AN attempt to alter my mind without the assistance of drugs or alcohol, I sign up for a month’s special offer of hot yoga. I used to do it a lot, and remember the amazing spaced out feeling that lasted all day after the class. 

IN 2015, bad travel is when a cheapskate airline charges you extra for your luggage because it weighs a few kilos too much, or when your flight has been delayed and you have to sit around an airport terminal full of ridiculously over-priced shops while eating your ridiculously over-priced sandwich, says Suzanne Harrington.

WHEN you think of Sue Perkins, the English broadcaster who has Enid Blyton levels of spunky jolliness, you might think, ‘ah yes, cake’.

AS THE Germanwings plane crash filled us all with horror, hearing that the co-pilot deliberately flew the plane into the side of a mountain doubled that horror.

Imagine if a barely literate Ned Flanders climbed through your window and got his hands on your books. Your literature, your novels, your classics, your memoirs, your contemporary fiction, your cult titles.

I am so furious at my sunglasses I could splinter them into a million tiny pieces, writes Suzanne Harrington.

AND so to the Bishop of Elphin, and his pronouncements on rape, parenting, and homosexuality, writes Suzanne Harrington.

Love him or hate him, Jeremy Clarkson’s disdain for anything remotely PC was a cash cow for the BBC. So even if the Beeb do dump him, he’ll be snapped up says Suzanne Harrington

MY grandmother, who died many years ago, was fond of saying that she had lived too long.

THE lovely people at Penguin sent a book about the Roman philosopher, Seneca, written by a professor of classics, Emily Wilson.