Yes, Annie Bessant, yes Benazir Bhutto, yes Doris Lessing, yes Emmeline Pankhurst, yes Louise Bourgeois, yes Patti Smith, yes Zaha Hadid. Yes, yes, yes to all of these and so many more.

Today is International Women's Day. It is also my birthday. The two are vaguely related. It is...

I think I'm turning that cycling corner. Upping the gear from occasional fair weather cyclist, who'll only leave if the clouds are Cumulus and the temperature is in double figures, into don't give a damn if it's hailing and my mascara has given me a Dali mustache daily user. Even...

Oh Twitter. You have enriched my life in so many ways. You have brought me new friends, helped with those big life changing decisions (gold or silver glitter Miu Miu's) and even recommended a perfect wine tour in the Napa Valla. You make my insomnia almost bearable. You are a...

When I was five I asked for a Care Bear for Christmas. Not just any Care Bear, I wanted the one with the brooding rain cloud on its belly and slightly scornful face. The one with the mildly misanthropic stare. The one they called Grumpy Bear, but whom I felt...