The <em>sine qua non </em>of a salade nicoise is not fish, but tomatoes
A Roman ruin underneath the Guildhall Art Gallery
Not Paul, but Ozwald Boateng has made me want to fly the cross of St George
Put out to grass in East London
In Goa, the loner among the hotel guests squats and talks to the boys on the beach reports Cristina
What does Britain stand for? Even where the red flags fly, it's still the Queen
The latest revolution to hit China
What we are seeing, among young Asians in the northern towns, is an intifada
They may not ogle each other's bits in SW1, but they do take their pets seriously
A dry stone waller, a sheep farmer, a signalman and what might have been
<em>Pop Idol</em> literati style
The sequence of events after a rail disaster is now familiar: first, the speculation (or the hope in some quarters) that vandalism or, more excitingly, sabotage is the cause; next, the attempt to blame some lowly worker (a driver, an engineer or a signalman); and finally, an inquiry which establ
From down the drain, everything above ground looks good
The Art of Travel
Alain de Botton <em>Hamish Hamilton, 272pp, £14.99</em>
<strong>Chris Powell</strong> and <strong>Peter York</strong> on why it matters that our national br
A A Gill is away
A A Gill <em>Weidenfeld & Nicolson, 254pp, £16.99</em>
Even in our godless age, spiritual journeys are as important as they were six hundred years ago, whe
Next weekend, I celebrate the anniversary of an event that changed the course of my life. I arrived at Southampton 40 years ago, carrying a British and Commonwealth passport with a photograph that bore the stamp of innocence, details of name and birth, and my occupation - civil servant.
Here I am in Florida, for the second year running, for the American tradition of the "spring break". I never dreamed I would become so Americanised.
Governments have been striving for 20 years to create markets where none can sensibly exist - in the provision of education and health, for example.
The Birds of Heaven: Travels with Cranes
Peter Matthiessen <em>Harvill, 350pp, £20</em>