The Tragic Emu

My parents are over at the moment. They’ve brought with them a pile of boxes containing, well, my entire childhood. From Action Man to football programmes, teddy bear to school reports (my favourite being the headmaster’s comment “sloppy, scruffy,...

Alas Smiths and Tomes

When you’ve got Michael Palin riled, you know you’ve probably messed up. It’s not often I get stroppy, steamed up or even ever-so-slightly miffed about the machinations of the publishing industry, but WH Smith and Penguin stitching up the guidebook...