You might think that in a contest between being a bit embarrassed on the one hand and saving your life on the other, saving your life is always going to be the winner, writes Terry Prone.

Ironically, Robert E. Lee would have been against sculptures of himself in full military gear, writes Terry Prone

Put the first and second fingers of your right hand together. Firmly together. As if they’re stuck together. See that? That’s how me and Joe Arpaio used to be: Closerthanthis, as they say in the best supermarket tabloid magazines.

“Nineteen hyenas and a broken vacuum cleaner control the White House.”

A decent fountain throws water up into the air to refract sunlight and cool the surroundings, writes Terry Prone

When I gave it a bit more thought though, I fell half in love with the idea of having my own personal robot to mind me, writes Terry Prone.

The degree was an opportunity for Cowen to make a speech. A lengthy speech. Fifty minutes, writes Terry Prone

This is not a man caught out inflating a reality. This is a man caught out believing nonsense, writes Terry Prone

Unlike most previous Popes, Francis doesn’t buzz off to Castel Gandolfo for a cool holiday during these summer months, when Rome becomes a swelter of stickiness. 

You have to wonder about legislators bringing in law that is, inevitably, going to make employers not currently gagging to employ females even less likely to want them, writes Terry Prone