Last year the Press Association reported a study that suggested at least one million Brits go to work with drugs in their system.

The study carried out 1.7 million tests and found that one in 30 employees were, or at least had been on some sort of...

What's that I see, bristling oh so elegantly above his top lip? Poised, sitting, and cordially atoning for any misdemeanour he might indulge; any utterance untoward. Why, it's his moustache of course, gracefully propelling said gentleman to brilliance.

Moustaches are timeless. Or so they should be. Today it does...

As far as Twitter goes, I'm just a recent hatchling. I'm okay with that, because I've only been genuinely 'active' on my account for about four or five months, really.

But it's no lie that we journalists harness Twitter as some superficial networking merry-go-round, as well as a tool...

Dear Mr Gove,

While I won't question your sanity, I will most certainly question your ability to act as the Secretary of State for Education.

The leaked letter documenting your wishes, proposing the use of public money to purchase Her Majesty the Queen a rather large boat categorically reflects a...

With the iPhone 5 looming, and BlackBerry's data 'outage' affecting customers globally in October 2011, is there any hope for Research In Motion's BlackBerry?

According to internet forums, Twitter and tech blogs all over the world, more and more people are taking the leap from BlackBerry to iPhone; the...

I know it's only January, but already I'm hearing big and exciting plans for the 2012 summer months. Many of my friends - or acquaintances - are approaching their finals at university, and although they've already given Thai masseuses and Koh Phangan the pleasure of their company numerous times before,...

As the fifth round robin drops through my letter box, I wonder if I can go on. The tirade of middle class exposition never seems to cease, and while half of us pick up the post in the build-up to Christmas, forcing ourselves to wade through a month-by-month let-it-be-known waffling...

I'm thinning. Such a dramatic realisation hit me like a cold shower in December: unwelcome and harsh. It's the painful ill fortune of such calamity, a stark and unforgiving tale of life.

Why me? I question, as I awaken hunched under the falling water that is my life, why must...