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I have a very important first anniversary coming up tomorrow (it’s between me and my boss… awkward or awesome?) I gave him a mustard packet today but he gave it back, he’s not a condiment guy. So whilst googling “paper anniversary gifts” (because somehow I
Frank Rich in the Sunday Times: What makes the show powerful is not nostalgia for an America that few want to bring back — where women were most valued as sex objects or subservient housewives, where blacks were, at best, second-class citizens, and where the
The internet has become a variable meeting stone. You never know just who you’ll meet, for better or worse. It’s entirely possible to meet a celebrity, regardless of where you are. Or you can find someone from long ago that you’ve blocked out of your
This column marks the one year point of writing this weekly bit, and I must say that I simply cannot believe I’ve stuck to it (somewhere my parents are laughing at all the things I’ve started and never finished), and that people actually read it