There’s always hope
Union hacks never die, they just go into corporate comms
Release the hounds
The best university sport? Beagling
Foul play
David Peace’s new novel is about much more than football
The professional classes don’t understand manual work
They cannot understand distinctions between different kinds of labour
Humble pie?
Ric Holden is painfully aware that he is only just Holden on to his seat
Twitter has always been toxic
Bluesky is a reminder of an earlier form of smug spitefulness
Passing the baton to the offspring
Does maestro talent run in the genes?
Non-euclidean Toryism
The Conservative Party appears somewhat lost
Megalomania
Megalopolis is a gaudy, self-indulgent mess
Risks and rewards
It is too easy to forget that jockeys run life-threatening risks
The art of violence
High jinks in the Groucho Club are small beer when compared to the misdeeds of their artist ancestors
Justin Welby should resign
If sin means anything, how can the Church of England hierarchy be maintained?
