Jan 25 2013 | Comment
But it was the looming crisis that zipped my thoughts to the present. For a feeble cough had rattled from the bed, where my wife lay, her face drained of colour, so that only the pale red of her lips, her hair and those lovely turquoise eyes could be seen against the altar-white cover on the pillow. Read
Jan 25 2013 | Comment
WHILE the world focuses its unwavering gaze on the bear-woods-toilet-facilities elements of Prince Harry’s latest media interview – Soldier kills enemy, shocker! Man whose mum died in paparazzi chase still feels frosty toward media, Exclusive! – may I divert your attention to a tiny detail which is far more telling, and arguably more damning, of our royal hero? Read