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The Empress Dowager was a moderniser, not a minx. But does China care?
For susceptible Englishmen of a certain inclination — like Sir Edmund Backhouse or George Macdonald Fraser — the Empress Dowager…
A Strong Song Tows Us, by Richard Burton - review
How minor is minor? ‘Rings a bell’ was more or less the response of two English literature graduates, now successful…
Darling Monster, edited by John Julius Norwich - review
It must have been awful for Diana and Duff Cooper to be separated from their only child during the war,…
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Sour mixture
This book purports to be the story of the 2013 election. It is not clear why it makes that claim,…
England’s 100 best Views, by Simon Jenkins - review
Sam Leith is transported by the finest scenery in England
The Sunflowers Are Mine, by Martin Bailey - review
‘How could a man who has loved light and flowers so much and has rendered them so well, how could…
An Officer and a Gentleman, by Robert Harris - review
The Dreyfus Affair, the furore caused by a miscarriage of justice in France in 1894, is a source of perennial…
Meeting the Enemy, by Richard Van Emden; 1914, by Allan Mallinson - review
The Great War was an obscene and futile conflict laying waste a generation and toppling emperors. Yet here are two…
In it together? Matthew d'Ancona's book on the coalition is a huge letdown, says Peter Oborne
There are two ways of being a political journalist. One is to stay on the outside and try to avoid…
Anorexia, addiction, child-swapping — the Lake Poets would have alarmed social services
The last time the general reader was inveigled into the domestic intensities of the Wordsworth circle was by Frances Wilson…
Stephen King isn't as scary as he used to be, but 'Doctor Sleep' is still a cracker
Though alcohol withdrawal is potentially fatal, booze has none of the media-confected glitz of heroin (imagine Will Self boasting of…
on not answering
I was late for dinner not because I wanted to exercise restraint but because I wanted to hear them calling…
Licensed to feel: The new James Bond fusses over furnishings and sprinkles talc
First, an appalling admission: I have never read any of Ian Fleming’s Bond books. Nor have I read any of…
Making It Happen, by Iain Martin - review
Fred Goodwin’s descent from golden boy of British banking to ‘pariah of the decade’ would be the stuff of tragedy…
Walking in Ruins, by Geoff Nicholson - review
Geoff Nicholson is the Maharajah of Melancholy. The quality was there in his novels, it was there in his non-fiction…
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In praise of Ming
At the end of this affectionate memoir of Sir Robert and Dame Pattie Menzies, Heather Henderson recognises some might see…
Comfort in melancholy
Geoff Nicholson is the Maharajah of Melancholy. The quality was there in his novels, it was there in his non-fiction…
Comfort in melancholy
Geoff Nicholson is the Maharajah of Melancholy. The quality was there in his novels, it was there in his non-fiction…
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Colette’s France, by Jane Gilmour - review
Richard Davenport-Hines on the charmed, dizzy world of the multi-talented Colette
Music at Midnight, by John Drury - review
When John Drury, himself an Anglican divine, told James Fenton (the son of a canon of Christ Church) that he…
Monsieur le Commandant, by Romain Slocombe - review
There can be few characters in modern fiction more unpleasant than Paul-Jean Husson, the narrator in Romain Slocombe’s Monsieur le…