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Tracey Thorn is a musician and writer, best known as one half of Everything but the Girl. She writes the fortnightly “Off the Record” column for the New Statesman. Her books include Naked at the Albert Hall, Bedsit Disco Queen and, most recently, Another Planet: A Teenager in Suburbia
One of the great consolations is gardening’s predictability. Plants want to grow, and so long as you give them soil, water and light, they will do their thing. It’s reassuring.
As fireworks lit up London's skyline, I thought of us all in the city below watching from our separate spaces.
This year more than ever we'll all be doing a lot of muddling through, and hanging on stoically for better times ahead.
As I read her instructions for an "Easy Boxing Day Buffet", I wonder how different Christmas will feel this year.
As I watch the documentary Ronnie's, I am reminded of the complicated man who brought the New York jazz scene to Soho.
Feeling a bit unproductive, I put on my boots and head outside to push broad beans into the earth.
Andrew O'Hagan's new novel, Mayflies, has me gripped as I revisit the giddy hedonism of Manchester in the 1980s.
As my youngest leaves for university, I realise the effect Covid-19 has had on family life: both separation and togetherness have become difficult.
I've started venturing out more, but already I hear the warning: we're not done yet.
Our home-made event is short and sweet – with silly wigs, bunny ears, and a Slytherin robe and wizard's hat.