PeakDash

Sunday breakfast? I dont partake in breakfast much. The kids have porridge on a school day, but help themselves to rubbish cereal at the weekend. I play tunes in the background, annoying the kids, because we dont have the same taste in music.

Deep snow, icy pools and cosy hotels in timeless stone villages this is a magical time in Zagori and Greeces mountainous north Daisy, I say, eyeing the snowy peaks rising heroically before us. Ive a feeling were not at sea level any more. The little terrier sniffs at a biting cold wind. Imposing peaks

Pakistan, Anatol Lieven writes in his new book, is "divided, disorganised, economically backward, corrupt, violent, unjust, often savagely oppressive towards the poor and women, and home to extremely dangerous forms of extremism and terrorism". It is easy to conclude, as many have, from this roll call of infirmities that Pakistan is basically Afghanistan or Somalia

Mara Mndez was a live-in domestic worker when she met Ricardo Lpez on her way to the supermarket. She was 15, from a poor family in the state of Mexico, and had been cleaning houses since the age of eight. He was a cocky, charming 16-year-old from Tenancingo, a small town in the neighbouring state

Not all gastropubs are the same. This is an exceedingly good restaurant En route to the recently revamped The Baring in Islington, I wondered if we need a newer, better word for gastropub, not least because nobody ever liked that word anyway. In the noughties, it was synonymous with the vanishing of old-fashioned, often cherished