Columns, features, interviews, book reviews, Brexit blog

Christina writes mostly for The Sunday Times, The Guardian and The Daily Mail. She was at The Independent for 10 years, where she wrote a column twice a week and did “The Christina Patterson interview”. She has also written for The Observer, Time, The Spectator, New Statesman, the TLS, Literary Review, High Life, Intelligent Life and HuffPost. She will only write if she is properly paid.



Society, politics, life

A fiercely independent thinker, Christina writes in a clear, distinctive voice.



Writers, artists, actors, politicians

You have to start by building up a rapport. And you have to do your research, of course.


Arts & Books

Fiction, non-fiction, poetry, the arts

Christina is a regular reviewer of fiction and non-fiction for The Sunday Times.



All of life is here

Famous people are all very well. Famous people are sometimes even interesting.



Nursing and the NHS

When she was recovering from a big operation, Christina made a vow.



North, south, east, west

Christina has written about eating cakes in Vienna, but also the beauty of Syria and Iran.

Brexit Blog


Get ready for the fight of your life

Optimistic. Positive. Bring the country together. No more dither and delay. These were the words of the Health Secretary this morning, discussing the looming election, the first in December for nearly 100 years. When I say these were his words, what I mean, of course, is that these were the words that came out of […]

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Like a drunk with a kitchen knife

Like a drunk with a kitchen knife. That was one response to the text sent to The Spectator last night. The person who sent the text likes to be known as “Downing Street”, or sometimes “No 10”. He likes to have a code name, like a James Bond villain. In fact, the text was very […]

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Yes, Attila, we have our own Viktor Orban

I was due to see a man called Attila, who would do something called a “sinus-lifting bone graft” and a “bone augmentation”, before screwing some “abutments” into newly drilled holes. It didn’t sound nice. It sounded even less nice when Attila the Hun-garian told me he had bad news. I know, I wanted to say. Our political situation is now almost as bad as yours!