In late October 2009, Stephen Fry quit Twitter after someone called him boring. In late October this year he did it again, this time taking umbrage with journalists.
In the late 1990s, a down-at-heel ’hood in New York’s Lower East Side became an enclave for rich whi
There are times, composing this column, when I feel like King Midas's barber, the possessor of forbidden knowledge.
My aunt Phoebe - bless her - is obsessed by sell-by dates.
As I struggle to keep up with the world, I'm forced to cast my suspicions on an unlikely culprit: lo
The popular attitude to pornography is that it’s fine as long as the kids don’t see it. But this mis
My wife told me recently that "panini" is a malapropism, being the plural rather than the singular.
So, the weather turns and the days get shorter and the money gets tighter. Still, it's not quite enough. What could be done to make things really miserable? Getting dumped tends to do the trick, so that's what's happened.
Arguably a crowd comprising 59 men (and, perhaps, the odd - very odd - woman), between them carrying 109 guns, is about as mad as it gets, especially when they're all milling about the elegant terraced houses of Chelsea.
Are you staying in a hotel? Do me a favour. Go round the room and check all the plug sockets for chargers - phone chargers, computer power packs, anything that can be plugged into a wall.
A weird, piratically themed Cornish pasty takeaway outlet has mounted a sustained assault on English railway terminuses and high streets.
Life in the Hovel continues to be mind-expanding. The first time I was asked what it was like living with two women in their early twenties (is it demeaning or sexist to say "girls" instead?
I listened to Ed Miliband's speech to the Labour party conference while at stool the other day.
The Daily Mail columnist Jan Moir recently described Ed Miliband as "dweebish".
The Tories’ changes to child benefit rules will do nothing but widen the wealth gap in Britain, pena
By the time you read this, Razors will have gone. How long he will last in New York is anyone's guess - Americans are not the tolerant, easygoing people they once were - but I wish him well.
In the fourth part of her series on social care, Victoria Brignell highlights the importance of good
For the Tragus Group, the company that owns the 117 branches of Café Rouge scattered across our green and francophile land, the map is emphatically not the territory.
The very poor and the rich will not lose their homes in the Tory cuts to come — but a safety net is
I've been in Australia all week.
From time to time, I succumb to one of the great delusions of the modern world: namely that a gadget or device will allow me to do something I've been doing for years faster and more efficiently, thereby gifting me more of the
This does not make it one jot easier for troubled young women to live in our own skin.
My friend Ian's girlfriend Cindy has opened a Thai restaurant at Tollcross in Edinburgh.
I have just come back from lunch at St John, the splendid restaurant in Clerkenwell that serves up bone marrow and other bits of animals that the English normally eschew.
I write this on the third year, to the day, of my arrival at the Hovel. How am I going to celebrate this auspicious anniversary? At the moment I'm thinking of clearing out the fridge.
A rustling and puckered moment at a convenience store somewhere in the switchback of streets skirting Edinburgh's Castle Rock: I have placed a hand of bananas, a half-litre bottle of Volvic and three Mars bars on the counter;
There's talk, predictably, of a civil war within the Lib Dems. Well, we all saw that coming. But the violent fate awaiting Clegg and his clan is just one example of a panoply of conflicts.
By the time you read this, I will be dead. Well, no, not dead, I'm exaggerating. Asleep. Yes, that's more like it.