We make the most foolish promises to ourselves when we're drunk. The process usually starts on a school night drinking session, somewhere between the second pint and the third, at the moment when you decide that you're definitely not just "having a couple".

My favourite promise, usually made when I...

It's a Saturday afternoon and, having told me that my wardrobe is a little "tired", my girlfriend decides to take me shopping in Shoreditch. We go to a store called A.P.C. It's French, which is apparently justification for charging £75 for a t-shirt. 

Once inside I immediately feel uncomfortable. The people in here...

As Rupert Murdoch picked up the bible on his first appearance at the Leveson enquiry (no, it didn't burst into flames), the sharp-eyed might have spotted a hint of a grin on the old man's cadaverous features. Gone was the doddering, humble pensioner of the last year and in his...

Companies such as Google, Facebook and Amazon have long been using consumer data to work out who you are, how you behave and consequently what you might buy next. This is why Amazon might bombard you with adverts for iPad cases just after you've purchased an iPad ("Customers who bought...

Journalists have rarely ranked high in the affections of the British public. Occasionally venerated for noble efforts abroad or campaigns at home, they are mostly left to languish alongside society's bottom feeders - politicians, for example, or estate agents. Even the clergy is more trustworthy than the British hack,

George Osborne's autumn statement brought with it lashings of pain sweetened by some business-friendly platitudes and the odd bit of Thatcherite rhetoric for the Tory old boys.

His stirring defence of the right-to-buy scheme as "one of the greatest social policies of our time" and the announcement of its revival...