It was my birthday yesterday and the last day of my son’s exams – so what better way to celebrate than afternoon tea in Oxford? And what b...

Just before nine each morning I spot hordes of anxious-looking students hurrying along the pavement below my office. It’s exam tim...

Phew, what a scorcher… I’ve wanted to write those words ever since my newspaper days.  But deep down I wish the azure blue skies and swelte...

As the exam season kicks in with a vengeance, my student daughter hit on a brilliant idea to revise for her impending French oral. She and ...