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Refugee camps are battling floods – and even arson. With each passing day, the chances of a fatal incident increase.
My week, including an anticlimactic party conference, my 60th wedding anniversary and the curse of “social media”.
Despite an estimated four pubs closing every day, Wetherspoons continues to thrive. I spoke to the man who – literally – wrote the book on it to find out why.
Those who discern a curse of 2016 have little trouble in citing incidents of global terror, war, famine, the zika virus, even Brexit, as further evidence. But are things really that bad?
“Would any of you, ahem, chaps like to, ahem, contribute to a new royal yacht?”
Liberal democracy must stand for more than the people’s will, but mainstream politicians have a duty not only to acknowledge, but to address their frustrations and deeper feelings of alienation.
Theresa May now acknowledges government is a force for good.
The week in media, from the pound plummet to the Guardian’s mea culpa and my Trump nightmare.
Knox had the bad luck to be a photogenic young woman who had once bought condoms – so it was easy to portray her as a sex-crazed killer.
The Prime Minister's first duty was to reassure Leavers. But compromises are to come.
It's up to the labour movement to rescue the elite from the self-inflected wound of Brexit.
He gave £1m to Ukip and spent £7.5m on the Leave campaign. He is friendly with Trump, hates Cameron and admires Putin – now he has Labour voters in his sights.
Hinterland is just as enjoyable as Mullin's diaries. More importantly, its account of the party has urgent lessons for today.
Graeme Macrae Burnet’s Booker-shortlisted historical thriller has shades of Lewis Grassic Gibbon and Jim Crace.
John Milbank and Adrian Pabst's new book explores the "post-Liberal" moment, but leaves me wondering about the future.
Madeleine Thien’s novel of music and silence during China's Cultural Revolution reveals the importance of storytelling.
Brian Wilson and Mike Love of the Beach Boys have both published new memoirs. The problem? They take themselves preposterously seriously.
Joseph Stiglitz's new book The Euro: and Its Threat to the Future of Europe shows up faults in the design, and implementation, of the European project.
A misremembered anecdote about James Joyce is at the centre of this wittily-revived play.
Rad, who is now in the UK but is from a family of medics in Aleppo, had something that is rare for the show: insight.
New films American Honey and I, Daniel Blake show society’s “left behind” with grit, wit and a touch of the absurd.
“Lady,” they said, laughing incredulously, “ain’t no cab gonna come around here.”
A cat isn’t much of a substitute for a husband – but it’s better than nothing, and furrier.
Trump is one, Nigel Farage is another: introducing the fatberg politician.
In the 1910s, deliveries of London’s finest beers were made by horse and cart. Now, in Hackney Wick, breweries are staging a revival.
I’ve long felt that he should have gone abroad five years ago, forced himself into a new life, a new culture, new football routines.
It felt rude and fun to reject the Beatles – like laughing at businessmen in bowler hats. But after seeing Eight Days a Week, I might just feel differently.
In 1945, Dorothy Crisp stood as an independent candidate for Westminster St George’s.
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