This England: Santa jam
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ByThe family’s new dog took to sitting at my feet and looking up at me, as if to say: We…
ByBritain’s unresolved Europe question is inseparable from its unresolved England question.
ByBBC Sounds brings to life the folkloric fantasy The Dark is Rising, with vivid and immersive storytelling.
ByThe writer who christened the genre watched its droll ingenuity become boorish excess. Is it ripe for resurrection?
ByThe green entrepreneur on why communication matters in science and how we’re being let down by our politicians.
ByThis vague description suggests the fruit was selected for the thickness of its skin, rather than the juiciness or flavour…
ByFinding poetic consolation on a quest for snow, solace and Santa.
ByThe past year appears to me as a series of soft-focus montage moments; less pain, more days of celebration and…
ByYour weekly dose of gossip from around Westminster.
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ByThis year will be one in which Boris Johnson and Liz Truss’s supporters exact revenge upon the Prime Minister.
ByThe Resolution Foundation head explains why the average British household is forecast to be worse off than its Slovenian counterpart…
ByAlso featuring the new poetry collection by Hannah Sullivan and Hotel Milano by Tim Parks.
ByAlthough we often disagreed about politics, she taught me that in this age of frenzy it’s safer to be slow…
ByThe true scale of the country’s current wave and the failures of its “zero Covid” policy pose a threat to…
ByRather than indulging in post-imperial fantasies, Britain should learn from those mid-sized economies that are both richer and more equal…
ByThe mother of my children pointed to my shoes and said, “This is what mutton dressed as lamb looks like.”
ByA spot has sprung up on my forehead, and reminded me of the grim advance of time.
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