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Masai warriors, non-doms and Rick Astley

  • 17 April 2008

The London Marathon is habitually called a "festival". I suspect this accolade is given by those who have never run it

My bath mat's campaign for the presidency

  • 10 April 2008
  • 1 comment

I revealed the intimacy of my relationship with Dr Moo, a half-man, half-cow chimera created following the new embryology bill

In the eye of Hurricane Carla

  • 03 April 2008

On a morning news programme, I'm asked whether Kevin Costner is on the longlist of the first lady's ex-lovers. I'd naively thought we would discuss Sarkozy's politics

What people ask me about Bangladesh

  • 27 March 2008
  • 5 comments

Is my country about to be overrun by radical Islamists? Will everyone drown in the rising sea? I'm suddenly taking on the role of ambassador

Pubs and football, a writer's raw material

  • 19 March 2008

I've been thinking of writing a play about Reggie, but when I get those thoughts I feel guilty. Whether we like it or not, we writers get our best ideas from the suffering of real people . . .

My striptease wasn't required - fortunately

  • 13 March 2008

I would have taken my clothes off in parliament to get funding for Kids Company. Luckily, I didn't have to

Glenn Hoddle's mullet

  • 06 March 2008

At the Ashes to Ashes story conference we talk about 1982, the Falklands and the IRA bomb in Hyde Park. How will Gene Hunt survive in a post-Scarman London?

Don't drink the Kool-Aid

  • 28 February 2008
  • 2 comments

I have had two reviews that every playwright should cherish. One told me to burn my script, the other told the management to ditch it. They are already in the process of being framed

It's a serious business, carnival

  • 21 February 2008

Eating at a local restaurant in Rio one evening, I felt the music from a passing street party cause my throat to vibrate so intensely that I could barely swallow my rice and beans

Flayed, then buried alive in chocolate truffles

  • 14 February 2008
  • 1 comment

One morning I went to open the webmail as usual and there they were, pages of curses and four-letter words, shimmering in shocking pink, lime green, malevolent black

Fidel Castro

The last revolutionary

The last revolutionary

Steve Richards

On Tory policy

Our future in their hands

Science

Religion and Darwin

Since the dawn  of time

James Macintyre

Miliband's dilemma

Brussels is back with a vengeance

Will Self

On Oscar Wilde

Where the Wilde things are

Film review

Bright Star

Bright Star (PG)

Books

Paul Auster

Invisible

Interview

Alain de Botton

The Books Interview: Alain de Botton

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