These two city books are linked by an inquiry into the mysterious ways in which the spaces of our early lives come to structure imagination, creativity and the self.
Cuckoo’s Calling sold just a few hundred copies when thought to be by “Robert Galbraith”, then millions when its true author was revealed. But should the mask have stayed on longer?
London is both in my blood and not. I am of the place, and not of it, and I feel or imagine sentimental connections at every twist and turn.
I loathed pretty much every buyer we saw but I was able to keep my disgust in check by thinking of them as upmarket recyclers.
Time and again this smart sequel turns down the opportunity to make homosexuality the butt of the joke. Instead, it provides a welcome mainstream attack on homophobia.
An unconventional romance between two young cancer patients is not as hard-hitting as it could be.
Oh, Paris. So nostalgic, so mythical. “Do they say that in English – mythical? Ah, yes! So mythical!”
Speculation about the degree to which human beings and animals experienced pain has a long history.
Sometimes art is a load of rubbish. A new exhibition at the Science Museum invites visitors to rummage through bags of waste to experience the value, volume, and variety of what we throw away.
Actors Angelina Jolie and Damian Lewis and Conservative MP Nicholas Soames also received gongs.
In Sheffield, 96-year-old Tanya Schmoller will be cheering on Uruguay. After all, she attended the first ever World Cup finals, held in Uruguay in 1930.
Tom Humberstone’s weekly comic.
Football is a supreme instrument of soft power and can unite people as little else can. But allegations of Fifa corruption have tarnished the image of the beautiful game. Can anything be done to save it?
How the great TV dramatist and screenwriter was driven by innovation and risk. Plus, bank-breaking art at the RA Summer Exhibition.