It's analogue, has no autofocus – and no flash. And that's precisely why the Lomo is a cult camera, says Kate Burt
A young man who spent seven years in jail for murder has been freed on unconditional bail today after the prosecution announced it would not oppose the appeal against his conviction.
The Madness singer has made his life story into a great night out; as for Olly, he’s an embarrassment
Chris Huhne, the Cabinet minister facing possible criminal charges for perverting the course of justice, has spent almost £1.3m on a new London home.
'We were partial to the odd glass while working, but we've still got all our fingers'
Learn about the pressing issues in the design industry and new furniture ranges next week, says Annie Deakin
I'm on the sofa in the sitting-room of my town house in Clerkenwell. Through the window I can a see a horrible yellow rose in bloom.
Fed up with binge-drinking Britain and realising that he was sinking into alcoholism, Peter Spanton set about creating the sort of soft drink he craved. The result: a sophisticated potion he calls Beverage No 7
When I tell people what I do for a living, the question they most often ask is, do the restaurants know beforehand that you're coming? To which I answer, "No, but I always book in as Fay Maschler, just to keep them on their toes." The business of anonymity among reviewers is something of a red herring. After all, if the kitchen can't cook and the front of house is inept, just knowing there's a professional diner in the house won't make them significantly raise their game.
Its aromatic noodles and rolls are reborn as the perfect metropolitan fast food
Man admits to disposing of kitchen salesman's body across two counties
"It's just the thing for Hallowe'en," grated the Independent Magazine's top brass, in their don't-even-bother-arguing way. "Instead of reviewing a normal restaurant, where people eat a romantic meal with knives and forks in discreet lighting, you'll go to that place where everyone dines in spooky total darkness, you'll think you've gone blind and you'll pour red wine down your front. Shut the door on your way out."
It's probably stretching a point to suggest that the current 2-Tone revival says as much about our present social corrosion as any learned sociological treatise; though certainly, the last time blue-eyed ska bands were this popular, the country was riven with inner-city riots and being bled dry by complete bankers. Sound familiar?
The revolution in coverage of the courts has been set back by 'shambolic' enforcement of the new rules. Cahal Milmo reports
The black-box basement of this Clerkenwell pub is a reliable well of new music, hosting nights like Electroacoustic Club and The Moonshine Jamboree, which tonight brings together representatives of two mutually appreciative folk-ish scenes: Sons of Noel and Adrian (part of Brighton's Wilkommen collective) and London's Left With Pictures.
Well, is it a great musical? Yes. Is Rowan Atkinson any good as Fagin? Fairly good, fairly funny, but he can't sing very well, and keeps missing the beat. And what about Jodie Prenger, the people's choice as Nancy on the BBC television talent show I'd Do Anything? Oh dear.