Shakespeare Full Circle

What do a wedding ring, a battlefield, and your phone's weekly screen time report have in common?

What do uprooted trees, conquered nations, and the unsettling feeling of being cut off from everything familiar have in common?

Occam's Razor states that when you hear hoofbeats, you probably shouldn't think of zebras...

We humans are strange creatures. We still shake hands with complete strangers, even though we don't carry swords anymore — well, most of us anyway. We ask, "How are you" — when we are definitely not expecting an answer...

Today we begin not in the banking boardrooms on wall street, the city, or even in the square mile; but rather, in the back of your closet... or wardrobe.

Is it just me, or are we more prone to looking for shortcuts, nowadays?

Today, let me gently cajole you out of your literary lethargy. Your ectomological ennui. Apoplexy, anesthetized, stupefied, and - okay. Enough of that.

What does a fierce, french firebrand have in common with a Roman general's daughter and a virtuous Roman noblewoman? On the surface, very little.

Today we move from drunkards in a London tavern deep into the magical Athenian woods, on to the summer retreat of Windsor, and rounding ourselves out with a trip down the catwalk to a hip-hop soundtrack, and arriving back in North London.

I'll tell you right now: you are not going to wring today's word out of me. Not by pain, not by persuasion, not even by the promise of caffeine and crumpets.