December. A month of too-soon nostalgia, everybody winding down, sore throats, and retail panic only made more bearable because there...

For the uninitiated, Skam (or Shame in English) is a Norwegian TV show, aimed at teenagers, that details the lives, loves...

There was a blackout in Soho yesterday evening. Everything was off: street-lamps, traffic lights, shop signs. Restaurants and bars were...

It's becoming harder to get out of bed, sometimes, to be a part of our brave new world. Life isn't as...

Hasn't it been the longest week of what feels like the very worst year? I am always very reluctant to...

Thirst. How did we get it? When did it arrive? Have we always had it, but kept quiet? Did the...

There are very few times you will turn up to a date and instinctively know that things are going to work...

It's terrible being single in autumn. Summer is the carefree season of flirting, showing skin and getting amiably drunk with...

My latest piece for The Irish Times talks about the guilt that keeps you from giving up on a book, and how...

There are so many things we don't say, when we really should. Call it our British reserve or a stiff...