Yesterday I headed out to the theatre to see the wonderful Richard Armitage take on the audience at The Old Vic in an atmospheric and ambitious performance of Arthur Miller's 'The Crucible' on a balmy Wednesday afternoon to celebrate my anniversary.
First there was Chick Lit, then came Dog Lit. And I confess, Dog Lit has become my guilty pleasure. I read it all from memoirs about naughty Labradors to novels about Eskimos and their sled dogs.
Of course we could use more money - we had far more applicants to our National portfolio than we could afford to support. Yes, there is more to do in terms of the balance of the Arts Council's investment and yes, progress is slow - but it is purposeful and targeted. Overall investment outside London has actually increased in this National portfolio round.
The story of a jilted wife, who murders her children as a way of revenge against her soon-to-be ex-husband is always going to be dark but Carrie Cracknell, in this new version of Euripides' work by Ben Power, brings us a genuinely disturbing production.
Her current notoriety is due almost entirely to the producers of the film John Maloof and Charlie Siskel. They are obsessed with digging up her personal history to find out why she never entered the canon of great street photographers sanctioned by the art world establishment.
Our news broadcasters are there as public servers, they support and accommodate for the whole of the country which includes, all of our multicultural society. Whilst, Fox News only focuses on one particular agenda which doesn't bring any benefit for their country.
We live in a hugely connected world but our points of reference can still be quite limited to the English-speaking world. Through programmes like YCE, the British Council can identify what's going on outside the confines of the usual places we look to. We connect our global entrepreneurs with the UK and with each other, and sow the seeds for international knowledge sharing and collaborations.
This Wednesday 23rd July sees DC Comics proclaim the day, otherwise known to the comic-book buying fans such as myself as New Comic Book Day, as Batman's official 75th birthday.
Here we are, seven years on from the publication of the final Harry Potter book. In its first 24 hours Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows went on to sell over 15 million copies. An astonishing figure that followed the hype, secrecy and excitement surrounding the publication of JK Rowling's final piece of an intricate seven-book journey.
Times are changing. Self-publishing is no longer 'vanity publishing' - a vaguely embarrassing exercise in assuaging one's writerly ambitions by paying large sums of money for a small run of leather-bound copies of a book - but a very real and increasingly credible alternative to mainstream publishing.
Whatever preconceived ideas you have on 20th Century South American art, prepare to have them thrown out the window in this sensational exhibition at the Royal Academy.
Beth Cullen has lived a double life, at least professionally. She gained a first class honours degree in sculpture at John Moores University in Liverpool in 1994, and a subsequent post-graduate degree in sculpture and bronze casting at The Royal College of Art.
My one regret for the Festival of Love opening weekend is that I didn't get to explore the zones set up for the remaining six types of love, all of them different in presentation as well as concept (though I for one would have loved to listen to some mildly pragmatic poetry.)
It's not an over-claim. We're all living through a revolution. The Digital Revolution. But let's not too quickly jump to thoughts of tech. Any new technology is there to make new things possible. Invention is the trigger for what follows.
I say goodbye to as many people as I can, and head off home. Sitting in my kitchen, the whole fleeting experience of Masterpiece passes through my mind and I try to order and remember how the days have passed. It is both a 100 metre dash and a marathon rolled into one. Once again it is over in a trice having taken a year to create. One slow blink and it is gone.
There are numerous traditional events and competitions held during the course of the year in Scotland which celebrate the country's long and colourful...