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Andrew Mitchell relives the agony of Plebgate
Andrew Mitchell, as he readily admits, was born into the British Establishment. Almost from birth, his path was marked out:…
The hypocrisy of Matt Hancock
Matt Hancock has not, we can agree, made it his business to lighten the public mood during the pandemic. That…
The Sun goes down
Where did it all go wrong for the Sun?
The Sun sets on toxic masculinity
The Sun newspaper has been on an interesting journey in recent years, ditching its page three girls, drawing up a…
The real Rupert Murdoch, by Kelvin MacKenzie
The BBC documentary on Rupert Murdoch is pure one-sided bile, says Kelvin MacKenzie
A fine, even rather noble drama: BBC1's The Salisbury Poisonings reviewed
This week, BBC1 brought us a three-part dramatisation of an ‘unprecedented crisis’ in recent British life. Among other things, it…
Sun readers will be disappointed – E.M. Phwoar-ster it is not: Howards End reviewed
Any readers of the Sun who excitedly tuned in to Howards End on Sunday night with their pause button at…
A bad taste in the mouth
Here is the opening sentence of Karl Ove Knausgaard’s meditation on beds.: With its four legs and its flat, soft…
Now I get it – Corbyn is the new Murdoch
For our 16th wedding anniversary, Caroline and I went to the Almeida Theatre to see Ink, a new play about…
What Muslims think
Polls suggesting that they sympathise with terrorists are misleading
Physicists have stranger ideas than the most preposterous Old Testament preacher
The beliefs of physicists are infinitely kookier than anything in the Bible, says Alexander Masters
Gunboats are the humanitarian answer to Libya's refugee crisis
More than a thousand migrants have died attempting to get into Europe over the past week, including 900 who perished…
Why do politicians go potty for ‘passion’?
‘I long for spontaneous passion but I will never get it with my husband because I think he has Asperger…
Page 3 was harmless. Here’s why I’ll miss it
‘I for one would be sorry to see them go,’ wrote George Orwell. ‘They are a sort of saturnalia, a harmless…
Stig Abell’s diary: My days in court with the Sun
Soon after I joined the Sun as managing editor (among other things, I used to review novels for The Spectator),…
Will anyone admit to being in the establishment? (No, not you, David Mellor)
This is a tremendous time for ‘ordinary’ people. The elitists, the members of the ‘establishment’, are all on the run.…
Kirstie Allsopp’s diary: Why I’m terrified of Woman’s Hour
If you haven’t scuffled you haven’t lived, and our local scuffle is the best of the best. A scuffle is…