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The journalist’s journalist: the irrepressible Claud Cockburn
After a distinguished spell on the Times, Cockburn launched The Week in 1933, whose scoops on Nazi Germany became essential reading for politicians, diplomats and journalists alike
Mail exodus to The Times continues
The shenanigans at Northcliffe House have given Mr S much to write about in recent months. Whether it’s Geordie Greig’s…
Low life
Seven bells. Pitch dark still. I descend the creaking wooden stairs in the darkness, let the dog out, make tea…
Never a dull sentence
Is Boris Johnson a fan of Harry Perry Robinson? If he isn’t, he really ought to be. Reading this absorbing…
The genius of Reynolds Stone: a private man in a public world
You may not know the name of Reynolds Stone, but it is almost impossible that you haven’t come across his…
The zealotry of anti-zealots is alarming me
Something dangerous is brewing beneath the surface in our country, and it worries me that warning lights are not flashing…
English without tears
In a cheeringly Dickensian fashion, the names of our supposed experts on grammar imply they want to bind writers (Lynne…
Diary
An excellent test of character is a person’s response to being offered an Oldie of the Year Award. There have…
Long life
The Times has given way to the Daily Telegraph as the bastion of the established order, for— with the one…
The lost pleasures of reading a proper newspaper
The internet is a frighteningly efficient place for hunter-gathering – but the pleasures of undirected browsing are harder to find online
Diary
Sport is like love: it can only really hurt you if you care. Or for that matter, bring joy. You…
Who’s up, who’s down
‘Nothing’s funny any more’ has become the daily mantra of this magazine’s cartoon editor, Michael Heath. Thanks to Leveson, political…
Here’s what’s wrong with the ‘public sector ethos’
Matthew Parris 14 November 2015 9:00 am
An infuriating benefit of readers’ online comments beneath the efforts of a columnist like me is that as you read…