There was a memo waiting for me when I arrived, informing all staff at my residence that the clocks go back this weekend. It was one of those announcements that manages to sound both important and faintly unnecessary,...

I was recently asked, “What are those black iron objects outside the door?” A perfectly reasonable question. They look rather like something a Victorian gentleman might have used to discipline a troublesome boot, or perhaps a device for removing...

It’s autumn here in Westminster, and the City has turned into a patchwork of colours. Very pretty, too, although I’ve yet to find a single leaf that can be persuaded to open a tin of tuna. Quite a lot...

It’s now well over a week since my operation to have the cyst removed, and I’m pleased to report that I am on the mend. I have, so far, resisted the temptation to demand room service. As you can...

Norman is one of the policemen stationed outside my residence. Policemen, of course, is the formal term. Around here, we prefer to call them Bobbies, which sounds rather friendlier and suggests a chap who might arrest you in the...

It’s 7 am in London. The streets are quiet, civilisation is barely stirring, and Keith has apparently concluded that the usual rules of human behaviour have been temporarily suspended. There he is, tucked beside the door with a bacon...

I have managed to get back in just in time for one of my favourite radio broadcasts: the Shipping Forecast. For those unfamiliar with it, the Shipping Forecast is the BBC’s daily recital of weather conditions around the seas...

A church in West Sussex has come up with a wonderfully bonkers way of showing off its rather splendid ceiling, by sticking a mirror on a tea trolley. Nestled in Worthing, in a rather unassuming Catholic church, is...

I have been asked, on several occasions, whether I have a set routine in the mornings/afternoons. I do not. A routine suggests planning, and planning suggests that one has surrendered to the tyranny of the clock. I prefer to wake...

I had a somewhat enthusiastic evening last night, and as a result have decided that Dave is considerably better qualified to cover the ploughing match I was supposed to report on. If, like me, you have never been...

Did you know that Friday is the most popular day for working from home in the UK? One can only imagine why. Something to do with the sudden and mysterious decline in the nation’s enthusiasm for commuting as...

Dave recently found himself interviewing Dr. Lauren Sullivan, Labour MP for Gravesham. After an interview about today’s political agenda, he asked her about the real resident of Number 10. #cats #cat #larrythecat #pets #animals #cutecats #Larry #Cats #DowningStreet...