Also: UUP leader claims Sinn Fein would collapse Stormont for the sake of its southern ambitions; and Labour set to lose a quarter of their 2010 vote to Sturgeon.
And on 1st July 1916, men who went over the top on that first morning of the battle of the Somme kicked their precious footballs before them.
Not so long ago, if your utterances were littered with red-mist adjectives, you’d have been dismissed as a Green Ink letter-writer. But now fulmination is vogue.
Some of our best-known artists lean to the left. But there’s a strong case for the claim that we are the real party of culture.
Plus: Farage knifes Hamilton. Hopeless Miliband. Useless Clegg. Truth from Phibbs. Katz among the pigeons. And: I’m forever, forever, forever blowing bubbles.
Lewis Baston: Six months out, what does the past tell us about how much change to expect before polling day?
The classic pattern of Government honeymoon, mid-term discontent and Government recovery happens less often than one might believe.
It cannot be right for people to lose their jobs over what they might or might not be thinking.
Welcome to the company’s free Christmas lunch in Orwell’s Chestnut Tree Cafe…
Also: Welsh Labour turn fire on emboldened UKIP; NI21 not quite dead; Stormont deadlock still unresolved; Jones attacks Labour policy.
Here is a book that, as much as any I can think of, needs to be read aloud. Tolkien, like many Catholics of his generation, understood the power of incantation.
Aladdin: Gloria de Piero. Widow Twanky: Chris Bryant. Abananzer: Peter Mandelson. Genie of the Lamp, Michael Gove. Princess Lotus Blossom: Gavin Williamson…
They will turn left at the next election – just in time.
Harmony and the other core constituents of music have developed freely – like the values and beliefs upon which our big society has grown.
Charlotte Leslie MP: A real chance to create the single biggest development in education for at least a century
We could be seeing the start of a Royal College of Teaching.
Plus: Marr again. Shot foxes. Unhatted rabbits. Bercow’s revenge. Sir Trevor Brooking’s posterior. And: thanks to Stuart in customer services, who made this column possible.