BAD ROMANCE IN THE DAILY MAIL

This may shock you, but I am in my mid-30s and am perfectly happy to be single. And I refuse to whip myself up into a frenzy of hand-wringing just because I never seem to have a boyfriend, never mind a husband. It’s true that, if I judged my whole life according to my search [...]

MY EX-LOVER’S T-SHIRT CAN JOIN THE OTHER TRAGIC TAT IN THE MUSEUM OF BROKEN RELATIONSHIPS

The Spectator I loved a man. But our affair was nasty, brutish and short. Copious weeping was my un-tart retort. All that’s left of him is a stained T-shirt. I must rid my mind of him now. That’s long overdue. But how? These three books seem to present three answers. I’ve been wonkily underlining whole [...]