Over two decades after his "walk to freedom", Nelson Mandela has walked his final mile. The impact of his death will reach far beyond the frontiers of South Africa. There will be tears, but celebration for one of the most remarkable lives of our time. Madiba, as he was fondly known, leaves us with a memory of the best in public life to which any human can aspire. His signal contribution to humankind, the embrace and sustaining of forgiveness for his own, and for his people's oppression.
Rather than remember and mourn for Nelson Mandela only as a saint, we should remember and celebrate him as a radical. To do otherwise is to do a disservice to his struggle for freedom and justice beyond South Africa's borders.
I was sold for sex from a very early age by the adults in my life, I didn't want or like what they did but I was powerless to stop them, I couldn't comprehend any of the long-term lifelong problems it would cause... I just knew it was bad, horrible and I wanted it to stop...
A man died yesterday. He was 95 years old and had been seriously ill for several months. Not an unusual occurrence, yet his death is reported this morning on the front page of just about every newspaper on earth. That man was Nelson Mandela, one of the very few men of whom it can truthfully be said that he personally changed the course of history.
Mandela has passed, but his message lives on through all of us. Whenever we confront words, policies, ideas that seek to place us in a status of being apart, may we have the courage and imagination to stand up for our fellow travellers. What now? It's up to all of us.
When I arrived in South Africa as a BBC reporter, Mandela was already President.... I feel privileged to have witnessed at first hand a small but telling demonstration of his style of leadership that embody his vision, emotional intelligence and wisdom.
Universal Credit is the government's flagship welfare reform. It has become a fiasco. Ministers failed at the outset to grasp the scale of it. Now the prime minister has failed to get a grip, or even to resolve the dispute between his Ministers. Rescuing the project is going to be tough. Thursday's development gives no hint that the current administration is up to the task.
See you later Black Friday! So long Cyber Monday! Today is Crap Friday. It is the day that all the things you ordered on Cyber Monday are due to arrive at your home or are ready for collection in store.
After three wasted years, we have had another day of complacency from George Osborne. All we heard in a speech of nearly an hour was more evidence of the cost of living crisis and a few misplaced boasts about the state of the economy, despite the fact that this is no recovery at all for millions of families.
At the moment, Rebecca Adlington is in the jungle but the reception she has got is a good show of the pressure athletes are under. Where the male athletes have women drooling over their six packs, I feel as a female athlete, you are constantly being judged on your body.
Thankfully the evidence is starting to show that Britain is turning a corner. We're now one of the fastest growing advanced economies in the world. Labour said this couldn't be done without growing the deficit too, but the British people have proved them wrong.
If only we can all just take one moment now, not just to grieve, but to focus our minds on the one thing we all forget constantly: loving one another. This is what I'm going to remember Nelson Mandela by, and we can pay tribute to him by practising what he preached every day of his life.
When I turned 30 - I went through all the stages: denial, as I sank the contents of our drinks cabinet refusing to acknowledge that now my hangovers take a sodding two days to clear. Anger, as I looked back at photos of my misspent 20s wondering why I didn't love myself more or appreciate what a much better body I had.
After several years of generally bad years, everyone will welcome the good news that the Statement contains. However we have good reasons to think that the medium term prospects are not as rosy as the Chancellor thinks...
Thanks to years of unrequited love; a great deal of which came from the girls in my year and partly because of what Britney Spears did to my heart - I have come to a conclusion. We no longer secretly yearn for objects of our affection in the way that we used to.
Binky and I have moved in together and it's been amazing. We have a lot of fun... too much fun. Admittedly, I was a little surprised by Alex wondering around in extremely skimpy boxers, but there has been no awkwardness since Alex has learned to wear trousers around the house.
As a Ukipper on the libertarian and radical wing of the party, the hierarchy has wanted rid of me for two years. Here was an opportunity for them to try and put the boot in. The overwhelming support sent them back to their dugout. Incidentally, at the time of writing, the EU audit trail has uncovered a €1billion Euro black hole in aid for the Congo. Should I have said Congo Land?
Natalie Gumede is a good friend of mine. In recent months, I've seen a lot of stories about her in the press... On many of these occasions I have wanted to defend Natalie from these insane stories, but I have stopped myself for two reasons...
I sold my iPhone and purchased a cheap Nokia. I needed to sever my link to the omniscient, omnipresent super robot in the clouds. The Internet is everywhere, and nowhere, a huge swirling mass of voices, looking for attention. I was considering this when I embarked on my first phone-less commute.
Whole Lotta Love was my own introduction to Zeppelin. Up until this point, as a 12-year-old, I was a Beatles fanatic. So much so I used to sometimes carry a Beatles album to school in the hope that maybe some other like-minded student might talk to me about the fabs.
Where shall/should you/one start/begin? At the start/beginning, of course! You ought always, and in everything you do, to begin a sentence at the beginning. It is simply no good to start in the middle and work your way out. I guarantee that you will become confused.
The Turner Prize is important because it keeps the art world, the cultural scene awake. Yes. its atmosphere can be too full of art 'luvvies' and 'mavens' and the 'usual suspects' but they're easier to get rid of than the idea - and need - that art and culture matter. They do. They are what we are.