Got a hangover from 'wine time Friday'? Allow me to prescribe the greatest balm since solpadeine – a few short...

When I first clocked the pair stepping forward to be mangled by my malice in this week's Guardian Blind Date,...

Under the terms of my general agreement with common decency, I am morally unable to savage anyone more than 25...

Impeccable Lite: As I’m still busy working on any fourth novel which you'd all BETTER buy, and this week’s Guardian...

Impeccable Lite: Sometimes there just isn’t time for a full analysis of the Guardian Blind Date, so here, I pick...

Morning has broken, and so did at least one heart upon reading today's Guardian Blind Date column, I reckon. This...

They say things come in threes, don't they. This week's Guardian Blind Date serves us the third Tom in as...

Ah, the second half of January, the traditional time of year when self-employed people are vibrating with anxiety over doing...