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I’m loving the winter this year. I was at the Buddhist Monastery at Chithurst, West Sussex, over New Year. It’s the perfect...

AYAHUASCA Came back a week ago from Brazil where I was filming a documentary about the native Indian plant medicine Ayahuasca . It was...

It seeped into my consciousness that “The March of the Penguins” was a must-see movie this year. Someone had mentioned it was a good...

It was a strange evening. The Anglo-Brazilian Carnival Christmas Ball in Chelsea. Chelsea. Fulham. They make my heart sink with their...

Kristian was a fine, charming, complex, rather dazzling man. TV is duller and straighter and drearier without him. I was proud to have...

In every walk-round on Escape there’s a half hour where I get to sit down in someone else’s kitchen or front room (wherever I won’t be in...

JERRY! JERRY! So I feel like I have to say something about “Jerry Springer- The Opera” which aired on BBC2 tonight despite more than...

On the train journies up and down England I’ve been reading Candace Pert’s odd book ‘Molecules of Emotion’ – part treatise on the...

I thought nothing could surpass the sunny uplift of the Olympics but I was wrong. When the Olympic Games finished (with that...

I love Rilke and I was sent a lovely translation of this Sonnet to Orpheus by Anita Barrows and Joanna Macy which seemed to capture all...

Tom Raworth The internet never ceases to amaze me. Quite by accident I stumbled across Tom Raworth’s website the other day. It was sad...

Another year, another Proms season gone. Again I’m chuffed that the British Broadcasting Corporation exists. No other broadcaster on the...

The Noise of Time: Shostakovich and Théatre de Complicité It probably wasn’t the best choice for a romantic date: the driest piece of...

For whatever reason I found myself having tea in Carnaby Street in the drizzle at 8.30 on a Saturday morning. Huddled under a cafe...