
The Curse of Part III
Some trilogies are masterpieces. Others should have stopped at two. As I look back at the highs and lows of third instalments, I realise there’s a very good reason I’ve had trilogies on my mind lately…

Some trilogies are masterpieces. Others should have stopped at two. As I look back at the highs and lows of third instalments, I realise there’s a very good reason I’ve had trilogies on my mind lately…

I went into an 80-minute football match with zero training and the confidence of a man who still thinks he's 25. Reality had other ideas.

Toy Story 5. Pixar. Two kids. One tray of overpriced nachos. What could possibly go wrong?

British summers are supposed to be mild. Instead I've spent the week melting on a leather sofa, questioning nursery closures, and wondering why my TV room feels like the Sahara. The answer, as usual, involved the OddSon.

Welcome to the walking dead

Watch out Crete, here we come.

Guess who’s back? Back again? The OddFather is back. Tell a friend.

It's all in your head, darling

It’s back. With a vengeance.