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Julia Snaddon was already several months pregnant when Cape Town announced that “Day Zero” was imminent. This was the day the city would be forced to turn off the taps: Cape Town was dry, tempers were frayed, and Mrs Snaddon
In 1969, Jimi Hendrix visited Essaouira, Morocco, a blue-and-white-washed village on the country’s Atlantic coast. Tales have been told of his visit ever since: that he ate here and stayed there, that he nearly bought the nearby town of Diabat,
If it weren’t for the flags, and perhaps the bored-looking woman waving me through from behind plexiglass, I’m not sure I would have been able to tell you at what point I left Spain behind me. The border between La
In these post-truth times, these days of shamelessness, when Donald Trump’s surrogates coin terms like “alternative facts” and slogans like “truth isn’t truth”, it strikes me as curious that no one has thought to restage Howard Brenton and David Hare’s Pravda.
People often ask me about Australia. It doesn’t matter where I happen to be—Vietnam, India, Morocco, South Africa—there seems to be no end of interest in the massive but tiny country that Paul Keating once memorably described as “the arse-end
We are living through an interesting moment for television comedy. At least since Louie first aired in 2010, though arguably as far back as The Larry Sanders Show, the push has been into darker, more genre-defying areas, to the point
When BoJack Horseman’s fourth season went to air, a year ago last month, I wrote one of the internet’s few dissenting opinions. My problems with the season, outlined in these pages at the time, were in reality rather minor, and
We pulled out of Amornsup Village in Nong Chok, in Bangkok’s far-eastern boondocks, in the late afternoon when its residents begin to stir. In the central square, barefooted teenagers played soccer on the dusty concrete—the sun’s anvil throughout most of