Last night I joked “I used to be angry, now I’m a rebel with a mortgage, and a nice deli round the corner – with great humus”. The humus was here and the bread and the salad and the sun and the cricket and The Journalist and the newspapers and me. I should be reading the scripts for the Royal Court. But not today. Not today. About the anger. I am no less angry than I was before, I am just more defined about where my anger should be directed - so too with love   more »