Impeccable Table Manners

Mid-February looms, pink hearts and helium balloons festoon shop windows and Moonpig have cancelled all staff leave – Valentine's Week...

It's the 300th of January, you've decided the fairy lights on your balcony – in your new-build flat overlooking a...

Now that 2024 has woken up, had its first ciggie, and finally chucked the Christmas tree out onto the pavement,...

December rain. Not as bad as January rain, or maybe even November rain, but bad enough. There's something miserable and...

You must look for beacons in a world where the darkness is becoming suffocating. There will always be some, here...

For reasons best known to the Guardian, this week's Blind Date takes place in Berlin, which, for those who were...

It's unfortunate that as soon as the calendar hits 1 September, our brains decide it's autumn and we start to...

In a week where the negroni finally usurped the latte as the ultimate signifier of the metropolitan elite – you...

Summer loving happened so fast according to Travolta, J and Newton-John, O, but how quickly will love blossom between Max,...

My Guyliner blog is thirteen years old next week, and I've been reviewing Guardian Blind Dates for nine of those...