It is well known that Stendhal compared politics in a novel to a gunshot in the middle of a concert – this novel of modern British politcs is more like a mirror being shot at.
The great conservative journalist Peregrine Worsthorne reflects on a long life at the heart of the establishment.
Shadow cabinet ministers have been promised a free vote and dismiss suggestions that the party should abstain.
“Let them drink tea,” Birmingham tells Islamophobes.
The truth is that many black students looking at the white, middle-class Oxford would justifiably conclude that they don’t belong.
If you don’t trust people, at least make sure that you imprison them, seems to be the idea.
Shadow defence secretary's performance at PLP meeting described as "risible" and "cringeworthy".
Of course, with Europe’s Mediterranean beaches now becoming de facto Bantustans for Syrian, Afghan and all manner of other exiles, they are looking a lot less attractive as sunlounger locations.
Today’s teens and twentysomethings seem reluctant to get drunk, smoke cigarettes or have sex. Is abstinence the new form of youth rebellion?
When they next open a bottle of wine (or three), the parents and grandparents of today’s teens should raise a glass to their responsible offspring.
The IFS exposes the Chancellor's lack of breathing space.
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