Every administration comes to power with shiny new ideas and plenty of healthy idealism. The abiding challenge for the new Prime Minister's team, led by the very capable Chiefs of Staff, Nick Timothy and Fiona Hill, will be to find the right balance between focussing on the big stuff, without allowing the new PM and government to appear too diffident about the daily media hubbub.
Why a printed newspaper? One of the magic elements of print is that it is a visible indicator to the world about who you are. Print is committing. The price of the paper is your membership subscription to a club, a community. And, frankly, we thought the 48% have not been particularly well served by the existing national media. (Nor do we think they did a great job for the 52, incidentally).
The fireworks had just finished. I'd been on the beach with my friends, and we started to head back into the Old Town, crossing the Promenade des Anglais which lines the beach. The terrorists timed their attack to the precise minute, so that the road would be full of people crossing the beach after the fireworks. It was the busiest moment possible.
I'm writing this on the plane. Nice is one of my favourite cities, with a setting that has the best of both the mountains and the sea. I've spent happy times there, but my mind is once again drawn to that week in London, almost exactly eleven years ago, when the atmosphere changed from jubilant to terrified.
As much as I am so happy to see disabled people portrayed in such a positive and innovative light (aka just like everyone else, doing the things that anyone would do...shock horror...) my heart also sunk.
So, what sort of relationship will Britain's new Prime Minister have with the press? She has enjoyed the giddiest of honeymoon periods, depicted as 'a serious woman for serious times'. Her rapid elevation to No 10 Downing Street was received with near-universal acclaim by the nation's leader writers.
No matter how crazy the outside world might seem to be, the sanctity of the cinema always provides a refuge. It has been much needed this past month and I expect it will continue to be for the foreseeable future. It helps that the content on screen has been strong this year too, and what initially seemed like a tricky year admissions wise, has so far offered pleasant surprises at regular intervals.
Adblocking and publisher responses to it sit at the nexus of two trends: the increasing value of trust in the publisher-consumer relationship, and the emerging conditions of the new information market.
In the past week alone, I have already lost count how many times I have seen "expert" comments in the popular press by self-proclaimed skin specialists.
We need to hand the power to the people. That clearly means, in the immediate future, a general election. And then it means profound electoral reform - a fair voting system that produces a government that reflects the will of the people. That means proportional representation. It means an elected House of Lords. It means a will to ensure a society in which no one is left hungry, no one homeless, no one stranded without hope of a decent life. It means a society that lives within the environmental limits of our one fragile planet.
I am still affected by that remark and although I tried, politely, to challenge him about his use of his language on Twitter I got no response. It made me think of a good friend with a good job, who cares for his wife and who are social housing renters. I doubt he'd recognise his situation in the description Andrew Marr used.
I have had Twitter users, including people hiding behind egg profiles or pseudonym Twitter names tell me that I am a rapist (with some description), someone waiting to bomb the community and evil white-hating filth. I have been told to f*** off home, swim back to my totalitarian third world cesspool... With the two main political parties facing splits and leadership contests, we need strong leadership in this country. We need MPs from all parties and from both Remain and Leave camps to condemn the racist acts of a few. We need a message of unity; that the spirit of tolerance of the many will overcome the fear and marginalisation created by the few.
At least we can console ourselves with the thought that, in every way that really matters, no news is still good news. Except for the global economic malaise, the human tragedy in Syria, the plight of the refugees and the rise of political extremism in the most powerful nation on the planet. Yes, now the referendum is over we can remember that things are still pretty bad everywhere else. It's not just here. That's why we'll miss the dog and pony show. The real news is much more depressing.
"You're a gay-loving prick". The final words of a man who - so poisoned by hatred - continued to utter such bile as he was taken, handcuffed, to a police car. My partner and I had spent the previous twenty minutes trying to tackle his backward views but also keep him in place until the police arrived.
In early June I caught a couple of articles talking about the potential launch of a new daily national newspaper for the North of England and Southern Scotland. My first thought was: they're mad. Bonkers. That'll last five minutes, if it gets off the ground at all. And then I forgot about it.
I believe in a Britain in Europe that is proud of its past and wants to be proud of its future. I believe in a Europe that unites for the long-term benefit of all, not fractures for the short-term gain of the few. I believe in a Britain in Europe that is ready to be a leader, not afraid to be a loser.