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At the risk of sounding like the script to a Disney film, I thought this week that rather than the usual ranting, I might think about happiness. So here are some of the things that make me happy, in no particular order. Drinking. Drinking with friends at the pub, and the surreal accompanying banter. Walking […]

People keep telling me what a misery-guts I am to remain unexcited by this great summer of 2012, its Olympics and its Diamond Jubilee. They tell me this even after seeing, bringing the sacred Olympic flame to Cornwall, David Beckham, who is to the alleged Olympic ideal of amateur sport what MacDonald’s is to vegetarianism. […]

I used to drive cars for a living at one time, as a motoring journalist, and I have to admit I enjoyed it. A new car every week, free travel all over the world, planned routes in some of the globe’s most interesting and beautiful places, a licence to put pedal to metal and masses […]

I made the mistake of watching Question Time again last week, never good news for my blood pressure. That hideous loathsomeness Ian Duncan-Smith, rewarded for pitiful, abject failure in his last job with riches and influence beyond the dreams of even Tory avarice in his current one, berated PCS Union leader Mark Serwotka over forthcoming […]