Arthur Conan Doyle
Sherlock Holmes plays the white man
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle’s many passions included a view of Empire that would today be regarded as racist
Why Sherlock Holmes remains the greatest detective
There is no need to make Sherlock Holmes more likeable, part of his brilliance is in his ambiguity
A constructive opposition
The age of Badenoch is off to a suitably farcical start
The dangerous rise of egg harvesting
Women should not be encouraged to undergo a dangerous and unnecessary procedure
Landfill indie remembered
A Golden Age? It was barely a Plastic Age
Heroes, villains and lessons in life
Intellectual history, sneered at in Oxford 40 years ago, is all the rage there now
Reparate good times, come on!
The Critic’s Extremely Factual Guide to Slavery Reparations the UK Most Definitely Owes
Tablets of stone
Tech firms increasingly set the rules when it comes to education
A wealth of glorious objects and images
A new book about the discovery of classical sculptures and frescoes is itself a real treasure
Libyans, Parisians and London Irish
Dry-ish, spare, clear-eyed — rare in a world of literary bloat, sentiment and overstatement
Doublespeak about assisted suicide
The campaign for assisted suicide is distinctly Orwellian
How H&W hit the iceberg
The opportunism and ineptitude that brought Belfast’s shipbuilding industry to its knees
All gone to look for America
The show is a mishmash, in need of some pruning and a sharper edge
