I have become addicted to the nightly financial doom-fest that is Newsnight. This is eating into important reading and sleeping time and als...

Over at The Dabbler (beta) two terrific posts to brighten your weekend - Susan discovers a gloriously anachronistic tailor, and the Yard ma...

The Yard has asked me to tell you that he's back blogging, or intends to be soon, at this shiny new location . He's also taken up re...

Unsettlingly, the Yard has once again vanished from the face of the Blogscape. Were it not for the occasional feeble emission informing us t...

Not really a successful discussion programme : too short, too many guests and too broad and therefore shallow. You can watch it on iPlayer h...

The Yard is on telly tonight, which explains why he has removed himself from the country. Scoffing and Waffling with Portillo - 21.10 on B...

The Yard has a review of the noughties in the Sunday Times . This line struck me: The British, watched by a greater density of CCTV cameras ...

Following the Purdy case, the Yard writes about assisted suicide. The legal position of relatives who assisted with Swiss death trips was pr...

This man is an antiquarian bookseller. No really, he is. His name is John Portsmouth Football Club Westwood. He changed his name by deed pol...

I had been musing on Skipper’s comment on Bryan’s post about torture , trying to work out why I disagreed with Skipper when his argument se...