Edward Lear’s Old Men Were Polite, And They Smashed Them Anyway

A Greenwich reader of Victorian nonsense reads about Piers Morgan demanding emergency action against a courteous chatbot and recognizes the crowd Lear called They Wednesday, 21 October 2026. Greenwich, South East London. The Painted Hall cafe at the Old Royal Naval College, a cheese scone, a battered Complete Nonsense of Edward Lear with my childhood … Read more

Dear Diary: Toru Dutt Wrote Poetry in English and French Before She Was Twenty-One and Meadows Taylor Wrote a Thriller in 1839, So the Nineteenth Century Was Busier Than My Inbox

Tinsel on two writers of British India, a young poet from Calcutta and an Englishman who knew the country, and why a reading list should include voices that argue with each other Saturday 10 October, 1.15pm, a table in a library reading room under a lamp with a green shade, two pencils, a library slip … Read more

Dear Diary: The Budget Rumour Mill Mentions Capital Gains, a Lower Mansion Tax Threshold and Student Loans, and Not One Rumour Is Confirmed, So Naturally I Have Read All of Them

Tinsel on the speculation list in a consumer guide, what is a proposal and what is a decision, a first-time buyer scheme and why a rumour is the cheapest thing in Westminster Saturday 10 October, 3.45pm, a sofa with a blanket, a plate of toast that has become less a snack than a gesture and … Read more

Dear Diary: Navi Pillay Won the Nobel Peace Prize, a South African Jurist of Indian Tamil Origin Joked About Sharing It With Trump and I Spent the Evening Wondering What Her Victorian Ancestors Would Make of It

Tinsel on a prize for international law, a diaspora story that crosses the Indian Ocean and the way a nineteenth-century migration can turn up in a twenty-first-century headline Saturday 10 October, 6.15pm, a kitchen with the radio on low, a pan of lentils that needs stirring and a notebook in which I have written the … Read more