I see the politics of prison are back in the news again.

As a fairly strict libertarian, I am faced with the apparent conundrum of having to support some agency, whether it be the state or some other agency

Educating children is a delicate affair, not for the feint hearted.

The Lord Mayor of Leicester did his best at a ‘Global Educational Summer Showcase for Schoolchildren’.

The decidedly ‘global’ Lord Mayor

The Raccoon Economic Thick-Tank (RETT) has reported on its representations to the government, on potential additional taxation. A precis of its

Why are the Comrades from UNITE not storming Whitehall, taking to the streets in protest at the ‘Cuts’. After all, the rhetoric from Con-Dem is that they are taking action to stem Government spending by ‘savage

When Frank Field told a Sunday newspaper:

“I will always put the interests of my country and constituents before my party. I have never refused to speak to people on

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Jean-Pierre Escalettes, the French Football Federation president, has just resigned in shame after the French team’s dismal performance both on and off the pitch during the 2010 World Cup.

France crashed out of the tournament with

20 odd years ago I was sitting at home, chaffing; the Doctors had stopped me driving whilst they tried to sort out my eye, and long days free of work is a tough billet for a dyed in the

Over at the Hadron Collider – haven’t heard of that for a while have we? – they are still playing ‘let’s find God’, shooting beams of proton particles 27 miles under the Swiss mountains in the hope

I knew a Solicitor once, a solid respectable man. His child was of a class of person about to be seriously disadvantaged by forthcoming legislation. He lobbied hard against the legislation; he wrote letters, made

THE GREAT STONE MAN OF FIFE

Last week, A History of the World in 100 Objects examined the Death Pottery of Batsu–Batsu and its images of human ritual sacrifice, cannibalism, and voodoo.

Our Vera at Pontypridd Magistrates Court.

Long time no here (sic)

Those were the days eh? When you were Solicitor-General and late at night the mood took you to try

You have to admire the woman’s Dunkirk spirit. Totally unsuited for the voyage, bravely fighting her way to the front, can’t actually do anything useful when she gets there, too small, too insignificant, too unbalanced,

Late last night I turned on the English TV in time to catch the inevitable whinge about the budget. There is always a whinge; the only matter of note is who is doing the whinging.

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