Sad new that the glorious Eva Marie Saint passed today at the age of 102.. one of the last links to the golden age of Hollywood.

Ultimately there’s just too many thick people in positions of responsibility.

I’ve always felt desperately sorry for Monica Coghlan. Used by Archer and the papers, humiliated by the courts, then dead before his lies were exposed. A victim of the whole rotten machine.

If it's any consolation to Andrew Griffith, one of the greatest speeches of all time - Errol Barrow's 'Mirror Image' speech, delivered forty years ago this May on the eve of the Barbadian general election, had a similarly abrupt ending: "Anyhow, ladies and gentlemen, I done."

Great night listening to Mike Joyce and Stephen Street talk through the making of The Queen Is Dead which turns 40 this year. A reminder (not like one is needed) that it’s a truly remarkable record from start to finish.

i’m always being polite when i say “i think” or “if i remember correctly” because i remember and i’m correct

This is a great intv and I can’t wait to read the book.

Alzheimer’s is no joke. I watch people battle this disease daily and it is one of the cruellest and most painful things a family can go through. Turning someone’s inability to recognise their own son, and a son no longer being recognised, into a cheap punchline is repulsive.

What a brilliant Marvin Gaye track that I’ve only just discovered! Sensational.

Ninety years ago today, Duncan Edwards was born. Described as 'the most complete player I've ever seen' by Sir Matt Busby, Duncan's name remains eternal in our history ❤️

isabella rossellini photographed by eric boman for vogue, 1985

"Read Swan Song closely, and it is not for his sister. It is an attempt to salve his sanity" - the magnificent @TanyaGold1 in eloquent form here observer.co.uk/culture/books…

Unforgettable.

I urge everyone to watch Stolen Babies on BBC iPlayer. A harrowing, brilliantly made film about some of the 250,000 unmarried women in this country whose babies were taken from them by the state. Marion Scott deserves so much recognition for her important investigative journalism

a reminder to live like Dolly Parton: be kind to people, and showcase your large breasts. ❤️

What a woman. What a life. What a legacy. She was the absolute best. And such a unifying figure. You just cannot dislike Dolly. In fact, I have no doubts that she would’ve made an excellent President of the United States. She had everything: talent, beauty, kindness and brains.

My dad died yesterday aged 73. I wasn’t sure whether to share this but if it brings attention to an illness too few people understand, perhaps it belongs here. A London cabbie & lifelong Spurs supporter, he was there for every one of my brothers’ and his grandsons’ football matches. I once represented him at the Carriage Office for bad driving; I loved him but the prosecution had a case… My parents divorced when I was little so I did not grow up with him at home. We were very different men. I loved opera and all its drama; he loved Tottenham and cigarettes. We both took people as we found them and we both loved women, though in rather different ways. I never once doubted his pride in me. When I came out he responded with magnificent indifference: I was still his son, there was nothing else to discuss. In the last years of his life Jewish Care became his home, a place where dignity and tenderness were practised every day. Walid and Tosin, among so many others there, cared for him and came to kiss him goodbye. A Jewish man, held in his final days by people of different faiths: a quiet reminder that what is sacred in us is also what we share. He died with his family around him, loved and held to the last. Funny, beautifully flawed, loving and my dad. Lewy body dementia took him far too young. It made the familiar strange and the certain uncertain. Dementia can obscure a person but it does not erase them. At least one in ten people living with dementia has Lewy body’s, around 125,000 people in the UK yet it remains poorly understood, frequently missed & desperately under-researched. Please learn its name, learn its signs and if you can support the work to change that. @lbsorg @Jewish_Care

A few people today on this app have accused me personally of destroying western civilisation because I am saddened at the news of suicide. Absolute weirdos.

I can’t stop thinking about Jason Arday and about how shamed, humiliated and embarrassed he must have felt. Three days ago the Guardian was still carefully dismantling his claim that he had been non-verbal as a child like it even matters in the grand scheme of things. What stayed with me was that even the people contradicting him described a boy who sang songs and always wanted to entertain. That detail feels important. People who fabricate, embellish or tell little white lies are rarely monsters. More often they are vulnerable, insecure, and quietly convinced they are not enough. That makes me very sad. He was vulnerable and very cornered.