Columnists
I was right about 2016. So here’s what happens next
I’ve been looking at my predictions for 2016 made this time last year. It’s extraordinary — don’t check, just trust…
Why I was ashamed to love Status Quo
I bought a record in a second-hand shop in the summer of 1981. A double album. I made sure nobody…
Why I was ashamed to love Status Quo
I bought a record in a second-hand shop in the summer of 1981. A double album. I made sure nobody…
Whatever happened to Sir George? A festive finale for an eventful year
Many (well, several) of you asked me what happened to George, the supermarket chairman who was the anti-hero of my…
How to put a positive spin on the bizarre events of this year
This is going to be a positive, optimistic column. I promise. Because, look, let’s be honest, I’ve been a bit…
Don’t try to be liked, and buy your steak at Aldi – the lessons I’ve learned in 2016
Merry Christmas everyone. Here are some things I learned — or relearned — in 2016. 1. That which does…
Why I’m telling my son about the sky fairy
After we were married, my husband and I went on honeymoon to Mexico. We drove across country east to west,…
A year of revolution
Few years will live as long in the memory as 2016. Historians will ponder the meaning and consequences of the…
Rock’s quiet right-wingers
They will be sitting there right now, listening tearfully to the song for one last time on their dinky little…
The Spectator’s Notes
‘Are you Charles Moore of The Spectator?’ I answered to that description. ‘Well,’ said my questioner, ‘I am worried that you’re…
The one thing that really gets better with age
On the London Underground last week the carriage was crowded. No seat. No problem. I’m only 67 and content to…
Whatever happened to Sir George? A festive finale for an eventful year
Many (well, several) of you asked me what happened to George, the supermarket chairman who was the anti-hero of my…
How to put a positive spin on the bizarre events of this year
This is going to be a positive, optimistic column. I promise. Because, look, let’s be honest, I’ve been a bit…
Don’t try to be liked, and buy your steak at Aldi – the lessons I’ve learned in 2016
Merry Christmas everyone. Here are some things I learned — or relearned — in 2016. 1. That which does…
Why I’m telling my son about the sky fairy
After we were married, my husband and I went on honeymoon to Mexico. We drove across country east to west,…
A year of revolution
Few years will live as long in the memory as 2016. Historians will ponder the meaning and consequences of the…
The Spectator’s Notes
‘Are you Charles Moore of The Spectator?’ I answered to that description. ‘Well,’ said my questioner, ‘I am worried that you’re…
Rock’s quiet right-wingers
They will be sitting there right now, listening tearfully to the song for one last time on their dinky little…
Workers on boards: red herring from the 1970s or useful negotiating card?
‘We’re going to have not just consumers represented on company boards, but workers as well,’ Theresa May declared in July.…
How I learned to embrace my inner toff
I do hope it’s a terrible winter this year: a total bastard where everyone’s snowed into their drives and those…
Can this sweet little girl get out of Aleppo alive?
Every morning, after the children go to school, I turn on my computer to check that Bana Alabed is alive…
The sexy new face of cigarette packaging
Something for which to thank the government, at last. It is much, much more fun buying cigarettes these days. It…
The Spectator’s Notes
It seems perplexing that François Fillon, now the Republican candidate for the French presidency, should be a declared admirer of…
Workers on boards: red herring from the 1970s or useful negotiating card?
‘We’re going to have not just consumers represented on company boards, but workers as well,’ Theresa May declared in July.…
How I learned to embrace my inner toff
I do hope it’s a terrible winter this year: a total bastard where everyone’s snowed into their drives and those…
