Lady Hale’s Christmas diary (as told to Quentin Letts)
They say I must retire next month when I turn 75. Irritating. I have been a member of the Supreme…
The unbearable pointlessness of Parliament
Westminster activity is unceasing – and mostly worthless
Corbyn dares to be different – why don’t other MPs?
Where are the politicians who dare to be different?
Racism and the RSC: why I was a sitting duck for the arts mob
Our ducks are back. Two wild mallard have spent the last five springs on the brook which gurgles past us…
The Establishment of 2018: a guide
Old establishment New establishment Order of the Garter BBC Sports Personality of the Year Parliament’s Woolsack The Supreme Court…
Order, order! In the Commons, you are where you sit
Parliament-watchers discern plenty about your political leanings from where you park your posterior
‘Our children are horrified’: on the campaign doorstep in Wrexham
Meet the lifelong Labour voters who are turning to the Tories
The 75 most annoying people of 2016
Irritations of the year
What makes a cad (and why this was such a good year for them)
From Lord Sewel to – let’s not be sexist – Sally Bercow, there’s life in the old rogue yet
Quentin Letts’s Diary: An apology to the BBC journos who, thanks to me, are being sent away for re-education
First, an apology. Thanks to me, all journalists at BBC Radio’s ethics and religion division are being sent for indoctrination…
I know just the vicar for my parish church. Pity he’s fictional
I know just the man my parish church needs. Unfortunately he’s Catholic – and fictional
The charming little airport that ruins thousands of holidays
The charming little airport that ruins thousands of skiing holidays
Quentin Letts: Why hymns are the true voice of England
In praise of hymn-singing
Diary
The week starts with a bang — literally — when my 1986 Land-Rover explodes, mid-gear change: CLANK and the exhaust…
A speech for Europe
What the EU president should have said in his 'State of the Union' address
Easing made easy
How to sound confident when the conversation turns to financial magic
‘I am in charge’
Sir Jeremy Heywood is the man who really runs the country
Me for DG
A manifesto for the BBC’s top job
What I really, really want
Dear Father Christmas, please fill my stocking with the following goodies: A referendum on Britain’s future in Europe… Or,…
Diary
Nine years ago we moved to Herefordshire from Gloucestershire, where lovely Jilly Cooper was a neighbour. There is less bedhopping…
How to play the big day
Preserving your street cred during the royal wedding
Slippery Jack
A mad, muscular Sally Bercow cavorts on the Commons chair, diminutive husband on her knee, his features impish.
Talk like an Egyptian
How to become an expert in time for your dinner party
O come all ye faithless
The Christmas sermon that your vicar might prefer to deliver
A perfect spad: young Cameron was as guided as a Navy missile
My wife, a keen gardener, has a cold-frame forcing pen. It contains privileged seedlings which, thus sheltered, are hardened off before planting. These are the star blooms of seasons to come.
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