A lot can change in five years; governments can rise, banks can fall, a heart can be broken, mended and broken again. We talk about five year plans as if they actually mean something, but the truth is that the you of… Read more →
With Bryony out of the picture, this left me floundering around for a date for the Diamond Jubilee. Not that I didn’t have friends I could call; I did, but choosing with which of them I would share this most auspicious of… Read more →
My lunch date was Bryony Tomkins, a society journalist for one of the more caustic tabloids. Having known each other for years, Bryony and I shared a complex relationship, characterised by long periods of intense camaraderie followed by shorter periods when one… Read more →
Will Harris prepares to leave his twenties behind In the months leading up to my 30th birthday, it suddenly occurred to me that the past decade of my life had been characterised by three things: bad dates; unopened envelopes stamped with the… Read more →
There is a saying, beloved of comic book nerds the world over. With great power, it says (pushing its NHS glasses up its acne-scarred nose with what it imagines to be an air of statesmanlike gravitas), comes great responsibility. And long hours…. Read more →
And so it came to pass that my friend P and his boyfriend have decided to part ways. Well, almost. “Honestly, how is one supposed to get closure and enter the next chapter of one’s life, when the person you’re trying to… Read more →
I have nothing but admiration for Grace Dent (you know Grace Dent; always on those comedy panel shows, Amy Winehouse memorial beehive, Twitter-worn nubs where her thumbs should be? Yep, that’s her). After recently falling foul of an internet troll, who described… Read more →
My friends have come up with a new explanation for my unshakable single status. Apparently I am setting my standards too high. “You always do this,” says K. We are a third of the way down a bottle of wine at her… Read more →
What did you want to be when you grew up? If you listen to my mother, my secret ambition as a child was to be a mad scientist; the kind that lives in a storm-wracked tower on a howling moor and meddles… Read more →
“You do realise,” I say to my friend K, “that we have booked a holiday purely so we can enjoy the looks on people’s faces when we tell them where it is we’re going. What do you think that says about us?”… Read more →
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