In pursuit of perfection
In pursuit of perfection
By Helen Lewis - 09 May 11:39

Dining at Sur Mesure and Epicure on the Faubourg Saint-Honoré in Paris, Helen Lewis discovers the ob

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The NS interview: Russell Kane, comedian
By Samira Shackle - 09 May 10:53

On the "smashing" of grammar schools.

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The story of our stomachs
By Sophie Elmhirst - 09 May 10:45

In 1947, kippers and condensed milk were among Brits’ top food buys. Today, we stock up on flavoured

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The Diary — John McCarthy
By John McCarthy - 02 May 15:24

The former Beirut hostage on the pleasures of fishing, memories of revolution in Paris . . . and say

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The Yank has fitted in nicely: she drinks like a fish
By Nicholas Lezard - 02 May 12:20

There’s a strange light outside. It hangs high up in the sky, is impossible to look at directly and is making everything bright. When one turns the lights on in the Hovel, they make no difference. I ring round a few friends and do a little poking about on the internet.

Justin Fashanu.
Justin Fashanu and the politics of memory
By Juliet Jacques - 02 May 11:38

The narrative that homophobia in football was primarily responsible for his death forms a dauntingly

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The Diary: Roger Mosey
By Roger Mosey - 25 April 16:05

Olympic mascots, the next D-G and getting revenge on Jeremy Vine

Liquid rules of sympathy
By Alice Oswald - 19 April 11:09

For rain to be proper rain, it has to be moving and to keep moving — just like the tramp Alice Oswal

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Soon I’ll be able to look Ken in the eye. Not that I’d want to
By Nicholas Lezard - 18 April 17:53

Regular readers of this column with long memories and for whom time hangs heavy may remember that one of the recurrent problems of my life is my inability to do accounts, send invoices, keep receipts and, er, pay taxes on time. I am not proud of this.

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Is there something missing in your life? Get a set of mini carpet bowls
By Nicholas Lezard - 05 April 12:16

I am walking past the charity shop when I see something in the window.

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They can’t quite squeeze me on to Newsnight, but I don’t care
By Nicholas Lezard - 04 April 13:02

An email is forwarded to me: it’s from Newsnight. How exciting! The government has just announced a minimum price for units of alcohol, and what with my having written an opinion piece for the Guardian decrying the policy before it was even announced, they want me on the show.

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A child washing up is a beautiful thing, even if he breaks the last glass
By Nicholas Lezard - 26 March 1:00

Sober, blameless, virtuous even - for I am doing the washing-up - and another glass breaks. Down to four now, which is still acceptable, just.

Kiran Bedi.
The NS Interview: Kiran Bedi, social activist and former police chief
By Samira Shackle - 22 March 14:03

“My policing was nothing but activism – it had to be”

Domesticity doesn’t suit me, and nor does wearing trousers
By Nicholas Lezard - 19 March 0:00

I am wandering around the Hovel, looking for a book.

The marriage business
By Jemima Khan - 15 March 10:41

Muslim men bring 12,000 brides to Britain each year. That leaves their female peers with a dilemma —

Can a dating site tell if you're a secret racist?
By Helen Lewis - 12 March 0:00

How the OkCupid website, started by four Harvard geeks, used statistics to unearth its users’ secret

Fur suits and rocket launchers
By Helen Lewis - 05 March 0:00

The tall man in front of me blinks shyly from beneath a white side-swept fringe - or at least, as shyly as anyone can do dressed in white leggings so tight I could tell if he had varicose veins.

Hmm, shall I share my windfall with Boris Johnson or Tesco?
By Nicholas Lezard - 27 February 0:00

An email arrives from the chief executive of a magazine that went bust last year owing me £750. I might have mentioned this before. Well, it has been weighing upon me.

Craig Raine is 6ft tall, with a beard that would cover both his nipples
By Nicholas Lezard - 20 February 0:00

An email from one of the editors at the New Statesman.

These days, writers are lucky to be taken for a sandwich at Subway
By Nicholas Lezard - 30 January 0:00

At a swanky literary party - they still exist but they are few and far between - I am introduced to two charming girls who appear to be in their mid-teens.

My liver is disintegrating but at least my freezer was alien-free
By Nicholas Lezard - 23 January 0:00

I wake up on Sunday with a hangover so bad that I feel profoundly altered inside. There have been fundamental realignments of a sinister nature. I have a sudden, vivid image of my liver.

Should we cheer a sobriety pill?
By Michael Brooks - 23 January 0:00

Willpower is probably starting to ebb from that New Year's resolution to cut down on alcohol. Why? Because you're fighting your natural inclinations: intoxication is a basic human drive.

The trick with the Ring Cycle is to get really stoned beforehand
By Nicholas Lezard - 16 January 0:00

Another year, another final pair of digits on the file marked "terror about financial matters". Not that there's anything that I can do about it, except work, and that for little more than peanuts.

The last picture show
By David Flusfeder - 02 January 0:00

The likes of Fassbinder, Godard, Pasolini, Tarkovsky, Wajda and Visconti were once seen as essential

Casino capitalism
By Robert Hanks - 02 January 0:00

A purple flyer pops through our letter box: "It's time to play," it says, which, to a sensitive ear, sounds like a catchphrase for a Hollywood serial killer.

Napping offers a free cinema trip round my subconscious
By Nicholas Lezard - 12 December 0:00

I awake, not exactly refreshed but pleasantly woozy, after my first afternoon nap.

The NS Interview: Betty Jackson, designer
By Samira Shackle - 12 December 0:00

“Ageing women get axed from TV, so where’s your role model?”

Where the wild food is
By Helen Lewis - 05 December 0:00

Why foodies are getting excited about foraging

I have an atavistic urge to prostrate myself before the gentry
By Nicholas Lezard - 05 December 0:00

Well, you can't stay in London every single day of your life, you'd go mad, and so I accept an invitation to go to Perthshire with H -- . Not that

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