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Divine right and the death of kings
18 January 1998 • 1,511 words • City of Words
Three hundred and fifty years ago in Whitehall, in London, on a make-shift scaffold outside the Banqueting House—Inigo Jones’ then newly-built extension to the Royal… more»
Balancing stones
18 August 1996 • 1,083 words • City of Words
In “Mending Wall”, his poem about the limits of neighbourliness, Robert Frost writes Something there is that doesn’t love a wall That sends the frozen-ground-swell… more»
D’ye ken John Peel with his coat so gay?
23 June 1997 • 875 words • City of Words
It was the week the men and women in riding breeches and hunting… more»
Feasts of fire
2 November 1998 • 1,145 words • City of Words
All Souls, Hallowe’en, Bonfire Night, Diwali. These oddly-assorted festivals stumble over one another as the clocks change. They all fall in the Fall, in autumn,… more»
Mountain high
July 1995 • 1,193 words • City of Words
Some sing as they work; some sing in the shower; some sing in their sleep. Myself, I sing in the mountains, when the weather’s right.… more»
Into my heart an air that kills
March 1996 • 1,299 words • City of Words
When I was aged nine or ten my grandmother gave me a leather-bound edition of A Shropshire Lad. It was a copy my grandfather had bought for her … more»
From Ladbroke Grove to Mars
19 July 1996 • 967 words • City of Words
Last Sunday in London environmental activists occupied the motorway spur between Shepherd’s Bush Green and the Westway, punching holes in the hardtop and planting trees… more»
Princess Diana, Jack Straw and the knock on my door at midnight
18 May 1998 • 1,353 words • City of Words
The knock on the door comes at half past midnight. Then there is… more»
The Tory party’s pagan politics
6 April 1997 • 851 words • City of Words
In this year of the comet, of heavenly portents, could the Tories be turning to occult forces to stem the tide of electoral defeat? You… more»
Dressing up for the election
April 1997 • 860 words • City of Words
They had their gimmicks, the old guard: Disraeli with a primrose on his lapel; Churchill a bowtie and cigar; Harold Wilson a pipe and Gannex… more»
