Christmas diary
I couldn’t ask for a present this Christmas. First, what’s left for a conservative to wish for after this astonishing…
Christmas diary
I couldn’t ask for a present this Christmas. First, what’s left for a conservative to wish for after this astonishing…
Damned as the devil
Ever wondered how it would feel to have a pack of journalists write about you? Especially one drooling to see…
Roman Diary
I love Rome. I love how the old is woven into the new, so the ruins of some dead medieval…
Australian diary
Turnbull the blackbird has been obsessing me, stealing what’s not his. He’s hovering by a nest right outside my study…
Diary
I’ve been to Kirribilli House only twice. John Howard had little time for the Melbourne media, and I suspect did…
