The guardian angels of the Thames
On patrol with the RNLI, along London’s sacred river
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This England
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EU again?
Rejoiners trek to Brussels in search of redemption
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For the over-forties, day-clubs are the new nightclubs
My generation relives its clubbing glory days
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Cokeheads and Christians: a day at Tommy Robinson’s rally
In the mad world of the British far right, faith and thuggery jostle for attention
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Petrolheads could be the Tories’ salvation
At the vintage Ford Festival I find some of England’s truest Conservatives
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Dog days at the Romford races
Inside the stadium, punters recall the greyhounds’ former glory
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St George’s Day can’t contain the new English nationalism
In Ramsgate, officialised folklore tried to bypass the political passions of the age
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The fertility rituals of the Blackheath Morris Men
“You’re never more than 20 feet from a Morris dancer in London!”
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