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Will we ever know the real George Orwell?
D.J. Taylor explores how the fracture between the person Orwell wanted to be and the person he seemed to be runs through his life and work
Dear Mary
Q. Last year my husband and I stayed with a much-loved, but slightly airy-fairy friend in her house in Tuscany.…
The Dickin Medal is a morally dubious piece of nonsense
Apparently, mice think that women are useless. I don’t mean that they think women mice are useless — they’re keen…
The day I discovered what worry was
Before I had children I don’t think I appreciated what anxiety was. I’d been anxious at various points in my…
