Impeccable Table Manners

  Some people don't take their appearance in this blog very well – which I totally understand – and some...

  There are, believe it or not, some people out there who are nice. Just nice. They're usually enthusiastic about...

  When you're a child, you don't notice your family's quirks – those things that are perfectly normal to you...

  We all have that friend who is a little bland. That pal whose opinions are always pretty much on...

  Last week, we had two embryos planning their retirement, and now we zoom over to the other end of the...

I have a friend who, at Christmastime, bought a huge box of Monster Munch for her boyfriend. She wrapped it...

  The Guardian Blind Date column has felt recently like a parade of Tobys and Jessicas jostling for elbow room...

  I swear to God the Guardian must have only two different men they keep in a cupboard and wheel...

  You know that feeling when you have been at a dinner party – some might call it a soirée –...

Do you remember being bored as a child? It's a different kind of boredom, isn't it? It's an angry boredom,...