Nigella Lawson. What a fox. Who cooks like that and looks as good as she does at 53? Hopefully me, and I think I’ve found the secret.
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I have no idea how to answer people when they ask me where I’m from.
I tend to be annoyed by basic writing errors. They always seem to represent a lack of care, or a lack of intelligence, or both.
There is an episode of the Simpsons where the family, through a series of hijinks, get an elephant. At the end of the episode, they take the elephant to live in a nature reserve. Stampy the Elephant doesn’t take kindly to other elephants and starts repeatedly head butting their sides.
Feminism is badly communicated. That one little communication issue has let down every human who identifies as a feminist.
Part one of a series on Mental Health In New Zealand we aren’t very good at talking about mental illness. Or mental health.
I’ll lay my cards on the table: I’ve never been a big Marmite fan. It’s not my least favourite spreadable yeast extract – that honour goes to VITAM-R, a viscous, pungent, pale-brown paste available mainly in German health food shops.
I have recently bought the world’s greatest mobile phone: the HTC One. I write that with minimal hyperbole, many technology websites including TechRadar have named it The Greatest Phone available right now.
I thought working in London would be similar to working in Wellington. We speak the same language, our cultures are basically the same, after all, a big chunk of Kiwi culture originated in Blighty. Except they aren’t similar. Not at all.
I’m part of the problem. I know I am. I don’t really care. People who care come up with solutions. People who care are able to see the specific and underlying problems in society. People who care get on my tits.
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By Simon Jenkins First the horror. The attacks on the World Trade Centre and Washington yesterday before a horrified world were the most vivid display of terror that I can recall. The heart of darkness had come to the heart of light and wreaked havoc. New York is a city I love. It is bond-brother of London and cultural capital of a nation that has entered the new millennium as master of the world. That made it a natural target of envy and hatred. Those who question America’s frequent global interventions in the cause of democracy do so always from a position of respect. Leadership demands a price. When that […]