The other day at the museum, I was in what, for the purposes of the Breakfast Show, I will refer to euphemistically as The Bathroom. There is, needless to say, no bath in there. What there is, though, as in many such modern public, er, bathrooms, is a cord to be pulled in case of …
Christmas makes me feel a little vulnerable: the pressure to get it right; the sheer, spiraling cost of it; the need for everyone to be jolly. What if I fail? It makes me want to run away. I went for a run recently, in the countryside, and found myself in a field where, in the …