Rarely has a book so divided reviewers. Historical biographer Lady Antonia Fraser's diary of life with the legendary Nobel Prize-winning writer, actor, director and campaigner Harold Pinter is either praised as an uplifting, tender love story or denounced as the self-satisfied ramblings of one half of the couple who helped invent champagne socialism in the 1970s.
Engrossed, I favoured the former opinion at first, flirted with the less flattering view in the middle, when bored by yet another tediously ‘brilliant' Pinter poem or lengthy name drop, before reverting back to being moved and admiring as Antonia described the Great Fear, with which anyone living with someone who is seriously ill will relate.
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Graham Norton's elegant East London home hits the market, and it's just as wonderful as you would expectThe four-bedroom home in Wapping should be studied for how well it uses two separate spaces to create a home of immense character and utility.
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Sign of the times: In the age of the selfie, what’s happening to the humble autograph?When Ringo Starr announced that he was no longer going to sign anything, he kickstarted a celebrity movement that coincided with the advent of the camera phone and selfie. Rob Crossan asks whether, in today’s world, the selfie holds more clout than an autograph?
