I Should Like To Be A Horse.

What Were Once Only Hopes For The Future Have Now Come To Pass.

At Christmas, I Am Always Struck By How The Spirit Of Togetherness Lies Also At The Heart Of The Christmas Story. A Young Mother And A Dutiful Father With Their Baby Were Joined By Poor Shepherds And Visitors From Afar. They Came With Their Gifts To Worship The Christ Child.

1992 Is Not A Year I Shall Look Back On With Undiluted Pleasure. In The Words Of One Of My More Sympathetic Correspondents, It Hasturned Out To Be An Annus Horribilis.

The British Constitution Has Always Been Puzzling And Always Will Be.

The Upward Course Of A Nation's History Is Due In The Long Run To The Soundness Of Heart Of Its Average Men And Women