Ill-informed and pointless — the UK:EU dispute over fishing rights is a metaphor for Brexit My grandfather used to keep a box of red herrings under his bed. He would start every day by chomping on one of the briny, smoked fish for his breakfast. The smell was appalling and…

A walk around my new home in Sofia showed me it’s not just the British who like a pint and a fight It turned out that I’d just danced to a song in praise of Stalin, a move which prompted uproarious laugher to my new Bulgarian friends. But the major…