• sunday life: cos it’s cool to be calm This week I took wise counsel from a bunch of nice 22-year-old blokes in Ramones T-shirts. On Friday night I found myself in a down-an-alley-way-up-a-rickety-staircase bar brimful with young men born since the advent of personal email. They wore winkle-pickers and their older sister’s cardigans and drank longnecks of Coopers. It felt like it was more