The one periodical that slips weekly through our letterbox is The Spectator, and so I was distressed this morning to read that James Delingpole, a personal hero, is allowing his daughter to go to a place known colloquially as “Shagaluf.” The expensively-educated girl is 18, and so I am tempted into every parent’s very favourite thing: the childless person’s opinion of it all.

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