John Henry Patterson, born in Ballymahon, Co Longford, was a soldier, then a big-cat hunter in Africa and eventually a sponsor of Zionism and the creation of an Israeli fighting force. He died in California in 1947 and was reinterred in Israel last month.
John Carey thought that Oxford academics were a privileged bunch who had a nerve telling other people what to think. Irish professors are not so rarefied a breed. Perhaps more of them should occasionally peek out and contribute to public debate.
The names of the metro stops in Paris have a certain poetry, Richard Cobb thought, while its reassuring efficiency conveys a sense of security, a sense that one will certainly, at the end of the night, get home to bed.
A tribute to the life and work of Bob Purdie, left-wing writer, activist and analyst, a Scottish trade unionist who identified with militant Irish republicanism, then changed his mind, and ended up campaigning for Scottish independence.
Made a mistake? A really bad one? The best thing to do is to own up. In full..
Is it good news or bad news when ‘selfie’ is added to the dictionary? And what if ‘sepia’ is chucked out to make room for it?
Having no intimates, and no one to whom she could confide her feelings, Frances Burney addressed them confidently to Nobody.
Richard Ford’s Frank Bascombe is back in a new novel, Let Me Be Frank with You. The only thing John Banville doesn’t like is the title.
It has been suggested that many participants in the First World War sleepwalked into a conflict whose future dimensions they could not at the time imagine. But Italy walked into it wide awake … having first devoted some thought to who was likely to win.
Whatever we have done, or whatever we have failed to do, may pursue us through restless nights for many decades after our conscious minds have forgotten it all.