Diary

Diary

12 May 2016 1:00 pm

On Thursday morning I’m woken by day three of a tension headache firing tentacles up the back of my neck…

Donald Trump is an awkward ginger snob – and he owes me £20

7 May 2016 9:00 am

I am no admirer of Donald Trump — not because he is a doomsayer and professional patriot but because he…

Diary

5 May 2016 1:00 pm

I am no admirer of Donald Trump — not because he is a doomsayer and professional patriot but because he…

Michael Dobbs’s diary: Talking House of Cards with President Xi

30 April 2016 9:00 am

I’m a lucky man. My novel House of Cards transformed my life, yet I wrote it almost by accident nearly…

Diary

28 April 2016 1:00 pm

I’m a lucky man. My novel House of Cards transformed my life, yet I wrote it almost by accident nearly…

The 90th birthday present that the Queen really wants

23 April 2016 9:00 am

The Queen’s 90th birthday celebrations start this week with the real thing and barely stop until her official birthday in…

Diary

21 April 2016 1:00 pm

The Queen’s 90th birthday celebrations start this week with the real thing and barely stop until her official birthday in…

Rachel Johnson’s diary: My brother’s whopping tax return

16 April 2016 9:00 am

With hindsight maybe it was silly for me to bleat, ‘As everyone knows, the Johnsons are neither posh nor rich’…

Diary

14 April 2016 1:00 pm

With hindsight maybe it was silly for me to bleat, ‘As everyone knows, the Johnsons are neither posh nor rich’…

After 50 years, I’m out of the agony-aunt business

9 April 2016 9:00 am

It’s clear that Vladimir Putin has had a facelift, which might explain why Wendi Deng would take an interest in…

Diary

7 April 2016 1:00 pm

It’s clear that Vladimir Putin has had a facelift, which might explain why Wendi Deng would take an interest in…

A dispatch from a family of fooshers

2 April 2016 9:00 am

I’d like this to have been one of those Spectator diaries that gives the ordinary reader a glimpse into the…

Diary

31 March 2016 2:00 pm

I’d like this to have been one of those Spectator diaries that gives the ordinary reader a glimpse into the…

Would you like to buy an American’s vote?

26 March 2016 9:00 am

Killing time in a Heathrow first-class lounge, I notice how many men adopt an unmistakable ‘first-class lounge’ persona. They stand…

Diary

23 March 2016 3:00 pm

Killing time in a Heathrow first-class lounge, I notice how many men adopt an unmistakable ‘first-class lounge’ persona. They stand…

My groaning swimming costume – and David Aaronovitch’s

19 March 2016 9:00 am

To while away the time at airports, I like to spot celebrities. But pickings have been slim. Where is everyone?…

Diary

17 March 2016 3:00 pm

To while away the time at airports, I like to spot celebrities. But pickings have been slim. Where is everyone?…

Why I will never read Jane Eyre

12 March 2016 9:00 am

Have you ever set your face against a book? This year sees Charlotte Brontë’s bicentenary and the novelist Tracy Chevalier…

Diary

10 March 2016 3:00 pm

Have you ever set your face against a book? This year sees Charlotte Brontë’s bicentenary and the novelist Tracy Chevalier…

Flying from Donald Trump to the beautiful ruins of another empire

5 March 2016 9:00 am

Just as the presidential race in America started to get really crazy, I left for India. On the morning of…

Diary

3 March 2016 3:00 pm

Just as the presidential race in America started to get really crazy, I left for India. On the morning of…

Boris and Dave’s schoolboy rivalry is journalistic wishful thinking

27 February 2016 9:00 am

The Prime Minister is pretty angry with Boris. But the idea that they’ve competed with each other since school is…

Diary

25 February 2016 3:00 pm

The Prime Minister is pretty angry with Boris. But the idea that they’ve competed with each other since school is…

From the start, I knew I’d be the Independent’s last print editor

20 February 2016 9:00 am

I knew, the minute my job was first mooted, on the steps of San Francesco church in the sun-drenched, mafia-infested…

Diary

18 February 2016 3:00 pm

I knew, the minute my job was first mooted, on the steps of San Francesco church in the sun-drenched, mafia-infested…