We are, of course, a sea-faring nation, so perhaps it was apt that the EU referendum campaign took to the water today. Apt, but still bizarre. Very bizarre, as the two rival campaigns decided to duke it out on the River Thames...
When I was growing up, my mother would torment me with words like 'balance' and 'moderation'. It just all seemed so boring at the time, but I guess the moral of the story is that she was (as per) quite right. It's good to feel scared occasionally, especially when it motivates action. But only when you can feel utterly unafraid later.
I have been inundated with people on my Twitter feed who have had similar letters, due to having no cervix or not breasts since I posted this online. So I felt I should speak up. It does appear this isn't a one off or a confined to a small amount of people.
I met Sebenele, a bright 14 year-old boy with a big smile, this week during a visit to Swaziland to see how my fund is helping UNICEF to support and protect children living with HIV. Swaziland has the highest rate of HIV infection in the world. Twenty-four per cent of children here have lost one or both parents to AIDS and many are themselves now living with HIV. I thought about my own children and how in many ways the things Sebenele enjoys are the same things they do. Yet he told me how he is struggling to continue to take his antiretroviral medicine, which is vital to ensure he stays healthy, because he can't keep the pills down without any food.
Fresh from the show's recent success at the British Soap Awards, I had a chat with Lisa George, aka Beth Sutherland, about why the series is still going strong after 55 years.
Let's just get one thing straight: going braless is not newsworthy. Sometimes, women just don't wear bras. Sometimes, we choose not to wear bras because no bra would ever work with our outfit. When you've opted for a plunging neckline à la Leigh-Anne or a sheer number like Maisie, a bra is just going to get in the way of your fabulousness - and no underwear is worth that.
Reviews of the revamped version of the BBC Two motoring show have been pretty scathing since its debut at the end of May, and much attention has been placed upon its ratings. But while Chris isn't ready to admit there may be faults with the series, he isn't exactly helping matters with his ranty defence of it either.
It's worth me putting my hands up here and admitting I'm not a parent, but the way the Fletchers portray parenthood doesn't make it seem daunting, "too perfect" or as if I'll never be able to achieve what they have. It makes it seem like it's obtainable.
When Shane Black co wrote and directed The Nice Guys, he must have been buoyant from the success of Iron Man 3 and thought Russell Crowe and Ryan Gosling would be perfect as the 1970s detectives trying to crack the mystery of a dead porn star.
Alas, they aren't.
True to her word, Keys has been photographed in public with no makeup on, and even performed at the recent final opening ceremony of the UEFA Champions League without even so much as lip gloss on, a scary thought for most women.
Millions of women have literally decided to freeze themselves in time, by injecting poison into their faces. So, in an age where the poison needle is rampant in foreheads everywhere, I set out on a mission to discover the anti-botox. It's a new (anti) age and I'm calling it NO-TOX!
As a Brit living in the United States, I have an up-close but outsider's view of their presidential campaign. What started as a ridiculous joke has become a serious, stark and terrifying reality - Donald Trump COULD be president of the United States, and seemingly no one can hear the little boy shouting that the emperor has no clothes on.
"I was sorry to hear about his death" said Peter Hardy, sometime war reporter (fittingly) with the Daily Express, who was a sent to interview him - circa 1981 - for a "Rumble in Victoria" at a London boxing club.
Someone asked me the other day what motivates me to stay in shape. Call me fickle, but my answer tends to change on a daily basis. I mean, much though I might scoff at a 'no carbs before Marbs' type situation, I'll admit that my tendency towards toning quite vastly increases as summer approaches.
As an entertainment journalist, I should not feel lucky to work somewhere that hasn't fuelled speculation over whether Amber is telling truth, or given a platform to Johnny's pals who, of course, find the idea that he could physically harm a woman ridiculous. But that's the position I've found myself in.
Comedy is a weird one. One minute you're performing to 12 people (8 of whom are comedians) in a room above a pub in Leicester Square with no microphone, no stage lights and a potted plant as a set piece and five years and a lot of miles later you can sell out your own show at The Lowry. Then, if you get super lucky, you get to do some TV.