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I’ve been heading east in a circle around the world from Chicago, taking in New York, London, Edinburgh, Liverpool, Bristol,…
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My trips to meet Russians in Russia these days are a little less controversial than my encounter with them in…
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Having dampened local republican ardour during their recent tour of New Zealand and Australia, the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge…
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My wife and I spent the winter in Worcestershire. This allowed me to tell everyone back home in the States:…
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I feel an intense antipathy for Vladimir Putin. No one on the international scene has aroused in me such dislike…
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I am back in the UK for work. Great time to turn up — after the grim, grey grind of…
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Ahh! Spring has sprung at last! Or has it? Leaving a warm and sunlit London last month we expected balmy…
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A week away in Crete: I’ve come for the archaeology and culture — little patches of Minos, ancient Greece, Byzantium and…
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Sunday afternoon brings the bomb squad to South Kensington. From my third-floor window, I see them fan out through the…
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What a week! I was thrilled to have a chance to confront Nick Clegg but my excitement was tempered with…
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I had a slight shock last week, while listening to Desert Island Discs. The admirable nurse Dame Claire Bertschinger had…
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I have just shaved off my beard in preparation for a new series of Lewis because I want to look…
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The week leading up to publication is a strange time for any author. You subject yourself to doing everything from…
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Last October, in these very pages, I wrote with what is now annoying prescience, ‘Like almost everyone else in the…
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São Paolo It was back in 2001 that my good friend Jim O’Neill of Goldman Sachs coined the acronym ‘Bric’,…
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My surgery has been calling in all those over 75 for a special session with their doctor — a sort…
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There’s no reason why you should have heard of me. No reason why you would have watched a Channel 4…
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As any author will tell you, literary festivals differ widely. If you are invited to Willy Dalrymple’s Jaipur Festival, with…
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When visiting Britain and Australia last November, I discovered that the mayor of Toronto, Robert Ford, is now the world’s…
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You have to hand it to Supermac. Fifty years after the event, he is still running rings round them. The…
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I now live in the hippest part of London, Shoreditch. It must be Tony Blair’s idea of heaven, a multicultural…
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David Cameron gives Old Etonians a bad name. Critics deplore his Old Etonian-ness, his Lord Snooty Factor. Childish, but it’s…
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It’s amusing to see serious journalists and authors struggling to use Twitter under instruction from their newspapers and publishers. They…
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A year or so ago I was asked to sit on a committee that advises the government on how to…
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One of the most dispiriting experiences currently available is any commercial break during a televised football match. In a Champions…
