Mary Wakefield

Why wouldn’t our NHS saints help a dying man?

11 February 2017 9:00 am

We all think pretty highly of ourselves these days, free from old-fashioned ideas about sin. We’re good people. And yet……

As the cab doors locked, I wanted to get out

14 January 2017 9:00 am

I meant to get the bus, but by the time I arrived at the stop at 5 p.m. last Tuesday, I…

The unkindest cult of all

10 December 2016 9:00 am

When I was 22 I met a man called Yisrayl Hawkins who said his coming had been prophesied in the…

Why I’m telling my son about the sky fairy

10 December 2016 9:00 am

After we were married, my husband and I went on honeymoon to Mexico. We drove across country east to west,…

My husband’s ‘gay affair’ with Gove

19 November 2016 9:00 am

A few weeks ago I discovered that while he should have been focused on the fight of his life during…

How clever are ravens? I asked at the Tower

22 October 2016 9:00 am

On Tower Hill, by the east wall of Beauchamp Tower where Robert Dudley was imprisoned for a year, a raven…

When the fear of racism trumps everything else

24 September 2016 9:00 am

Do you remember Alan Kurdi, the poor, drowned three-year-old whose photograph provoked a wave of sympathy for migrants almost exactly…

The Boris-bashers should be ashamed

27 August 2016 9:00 am

Throughout this fractious summer, one thing has united all the warring pundits and politicians. Left, right; Leave, Remain, everyone at…

Pokémon Go? I wish it would

30 July 2016 9:00 am

Monday morning: one hand trapped beneath the fat and guzzling midget, with the other I idly opened the gates of…

What’s to blame for a generation’s desperation?

16 July 2016 9:00 am

Youth is wasted on the young, for the most part, and thank God for that. There’s nothing grislier than a…

The day that Brexit camped in my kitchen

18 June 2016 9:00 am

On Thursday last week, as the baby and I were moving in our usual slow circles around the house, from…