This is a column about trees and deer – it doesn’t end well for Bambi.
In 1985 I flew from Dublin to Boston return for £400. If I did it today, it would cost a bit less.
This election is a dollop of Caledonian Antisyzygy.
Dear Jeremy Corbyn,
The lights are going out all over Britain, smothered by ego and stupidity.
Here come the stories. The Tories tell one about how splurging public cash and acting tough on crime will make this a better land. The Conservative plan looks more like throwing money up against the wall, to paraphrase Boris Johnson.
You can travel by train from Scotland to Ho Chi Minh in south Vietnam.
Last night Britain fell through the floor.
Apparently indyref2 will happen next year.
When the largest march in living memory barely makes the news, it’s time to wonder what matters in politics.