Antonia Quirke is charmed by Celia Imrie’s jubilant innocence
Rachel Cooke is entranced by the seaside town, but not by its happy endings.
Shutting down LGBT, Irish and Jewish community radio programmes in Manchester won't even save any money.
I tried to fall back in love with Radio 3, to no avail. By David Flusfeder
Rachel Cooke despairs at experts who tell the obese it’s not their fault
Gaining a woman, losing a man.
Sixty-year careers offer glimpses into worlds apart, writes Antonia Quirke.
Rachel Cooke winces and blubs her way through the royal celebrations.
There are many problems with this series, but subtlety isn’t one of them.
Disembodied voices heave with royal compliments.
Rachel Cooke is cowed by the imperial glamour of Rory Stewart MP.
Female liberation: what would it take to make you a queen?
Old names and faces and a masterclass in flirting.
Green-eyed monsters and the downfall of kings.
Ambient sounds rule in a touching story of a score.
To the music department of the British Library, where a group of historians gathered to examine its most recent acquisition, the 1945 composing score of Benjamin Britten’s The Young Person’s Guide to the Orchestra (19 May, 3.30pm).
For a while now, Sky has been going after female viewers – for whom football and blockbuster movies are perhaps less of a reason
to subscribe. The strategy seems to be to develop warm, unchallenging, dramatic comedies about family life that are set far away from
Attempts to denigrate these public institutions must be resisted
Without these organisations, Britain would be more divided, violent and parochial.
Previously sceptical of his work, a disability rights campaigner speaks with the comedian about cont
The winners and losers at the 2012 awards.
It's boom time for female characters on the small screen.
An on-location documentary delights Antonia Quirke.
Sneaky calls, the Beatles and fake couples/kitchens/whipped cream.
A documentary recalls Tramp’s glory years.
Bad writing and behaviour at the codfish ball.
A good folk song should hit you in the solar plexus, writes Antonia Quirke.
Rachel Cooke is gripped by a high-wire account of a terrorist conspiracy.