It was late on Sunday night, and like everybody else I was wrestling with the issue of the moment.
I consider it my patriotic duty to find a destination as sunny and foreign as possible.
“Hypocrisy is at the heart of our national character – without the oil of hypocrisy, the machinery of convention would simply explode.”
It was round about halfway through the second set and things were hotting up on Centre Court when I noticed the mobile starting to flash silently in my breast pocket. Furtively I fished it out. There was no choice. You have to be on call. Even in the throes of the greatest tennis match ever [...]
We have a seat on the UN Security Council and troops in conflicts around the world; and yet this year we didn’t even qualify for the European Championships