A man died yesterday and with him, quietly, an era. The death of Adolfo Suarez, Spain’s first post-fascist Prime Minister, has drawn relatively little attention, and perhaps this is how it should be. For all Spain’s current woes, democracy there is now business as usual, so the touch-and-go process by which it was re-established looms [...]
Indian voters have three basic choices in the coming general election. The bravest would be to vote for the Aam Aadmi (common man) Party, led by Arvind Kejriwal, in order to create the disruption that the operations of India’s political system and government machine desperately needs.
Most voters of course will not do that. It looks [...]
I’m here in Dhaka to do my little bit for Learning for Life to erase child labour in a country riddled with it. I’m not going into a charity rant, I’ll leave that to them, but what I can do is try to cook something tasty for key Bangladesh politicians. That’s the plan, anyway.
Hailed by the publishing cognoscenti as ‘the French Harry Potter’, the six books in the Oksa Pollock series have gained millions of teenage fans worldwide. But the books would never have made it into print were it not for the determination of co-authors Anne Plichota and Cendrine Wolf, who self-published the first Oksa installment in 2007.
I have a Top 10 Genuine Shop Names in The New Review, The Independent on Sunday magazine, today. Here is photographic proof of my favourite, Melon Cauli, Birmingham. And below is a picture of Sellfridges, in Stoke Newington.
I had so many good nominations, though, that it would be a waste not to list the next [...]
Our spring/summer 2014 men’s fashion edition of The Independent magazine – published today – really began a year ago: on the first day of the Paris collections, in the Gagosian gallery in Le Bourget, on the very outskirts (and then some) of the city. Way out there, Raf Simons showed a menswear collection soundtracked and influenced by the late eighties/early nineties house music genre known as Gabba. The collection comprised of sportswear, but not as we’d seen it before: torsos elongated, shorts abbreviated and adidas trainers jacked up on ginormous platform soles like Michael Alig’s Club Kids.
This week, on our radio show, we spoke to a woman whose dog fell victim to pet poisoning near a north London park.
“Shall we start?” Robbert relaxes back in to his cream armchair, takes a drink and smiles. For an instant I forget that I’m sat opposite the man, voted for by DJ Mag readers, as the best DJ in the world right now.
Sometimes a single game can turn a season around – look what followed Aston Villa’s 4-1 win against Norwich – and there are reasons for thinking that at a shade of odds on Manchester United are a good bet to beat West Ham on Saturday.
Our inner cave men and women ache for risk, danger and adventure. When we find it, the payoff is a huge, satisfying mood boost. My inner Cave Lady craves adventure. And that’s why I spent last weekend in North Wales.
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