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People Who Like Dogs Like People Who Like Dogs is a book about connection and friendship, love and loss, the vagaries of midlife and the deep solace that comes from an enduring relationship. It's about finding yourself when for too long you've been lost, and how even when, for whatever reason, horizons draw in, there's still plenty of adventure left. You just have to look harder for it.

Nick Duerden has spent many years interviewing the most famous musicians on the planet. Without exception, they are at their most interesting when they've peaked, and when they are on their way down. In many ways, this is when these former idols are at their most heroic, too, because they reveal themselves not only to be humane and sensitive, but also still driven to create, to fulfil their lingering dreams, to refuse to live quietly.

If you were diagnosed with a condition for which there was no known cure, what would you do? Nick Duerden is a writer and journalist. This is his memoir about a long period of ill health and how he was forced to plunge, like it or not, into the often bewildering - but increasingly blossoming - world of alternative therapy in pursuit of a cure....

Dishing the Dirt tells the real-life story of house cleaners for the first time. Journalist Nick Duerden spoke to joyful cleaners, slave labourers, women who dust nude for men, gay cleaners, and butlers running the homes of multi-millionaires for this insightful, surprising and gripping non-fiction book.

Loneliness has reached the levels of an epidemic. From the bullied child to the new parent, from the pensioner who has outlived friends and family members to teenagers who manage their social lives through the glow of a mobile phone, it can - and does - affect anyone and everyone, irrespective of age, race or class. Many suffer in silence, convinced it's a confession too far, a sign of too much vulnerability, a shameful failing. But the human condition is not a failing. What's it like when loneliness descends? How does it announce itself, and how do you recognise it?