The season is almost upon us and all those interested in hats – and there's no better time of year to celebrate their flamboyancy, of course – might like to pay a visit to the genteel city of Bath for inspiration.

Pop, fashion, rap ... it's a polyphonic spree at the ballet

Fashion: Squeak and cheerful

My parents were... practically strangers when they married. My mother was in love with someone else, and my father couldn't keep his hands off her. Once over the threshold, she became his maid.

An Italian could be the public's choice as the Player of the Six Nations when the vote closes tomorrow.

Liam Gallagher feels his brother Noel made Oasis look like "Culture Club on s**t acid" in their videos.

Music: I'm digging Laura Marling, Nocturne The Blonde, Hurts, Sister Crayon, Chairlift and, of course, the gorgeous Adele who has a touch of Dusty Springfield about her. My Spotify playlist goes from Glasvegas to Jimmy Scott, lots of David Bowie from all decades and even a dash of Julio Iglesias and Goran Bregovic! Oh, and Timi Yuro, who seems to have been forgotten but what a voice!

It is apt for a feted London bohemian (who has written extensively on the Beatniks, music and the 1960s) to turn his sights to London's post-war bohemia from which he arose as co-owner of the Indica Gallery (a famed haunt for the 1960's avant garde).

The most – in fact, post editing (on which more later), quite possibly the only – interesting thing about The House That Made Me was the story of Boy George's coming out. He was only 14 when he told his mum that girls weren't his thing; only 15 when he yelled "I love cock" at his dad.