I am so at home in Dublin, more than any other city, that I feel it has always been familiar to me. It took me years to see through its soft charm to its bitter prickly kernel - which I quite like too.

Issue 146, July 2022

Cold War Culture

Orwell, Koestler and the democratic left’s crusade against Stalinism

Anyone for Tennis?

An engaging and self-deprecating meditation on getting on

A Gallic Potpourri

An idiosyncratic history of France from a skilled storyteller