The hill I will die on: Marmite is an insipid English imitation. Vegemite is the true Aussie hero
Kathy Lette
Marmite asks: ‘Do you love me or hate me?’ Vegemite couldn’t give a stuff. It’s as dry as our Aussie humour, and I wouldn’t have it any other way, says comedy writer Kathy Lette
The hill I will die on: Let me tell you the one big problem with art galleries. There’s too much art
Isabel Brooks
They often boast thousands of great works – but who needs that? I can only really engage with one or two before feeling exhausted, says freelance writer Isabel Brooks
The hill I will die on: If Hollywood blockbusters must dabble in science, can’t they get the small stuff right?
Helen Pilcher
Project Hail Mary, Jurassic Park: from dino-mosquitoes to a spaceship’s roar, pointless mistakes on the scientific details make me wince, says science writer Helen Pilcher
The hill I will die on: Voice notes have made my generation a bunch of self-absorbed bores
Annabel Martin
We used to have the back and forth of actual conversation. Now we have phones filled with our friends’ rambling soliloquies, says lifestyle and culture writer Annabel Martin
The hill I will die on: Put that bucket list in the bin
Rose Rouse
As I age, there are loads of things I want to do, but none are the kinds of bland, commodified ‘adventures’ that these lists imply, says Rose Rouse, editor and co-founder of Advantages of Age
The hill I will die on: Yes, money can buy you happiness – if you spend it right
Eleanor Margolis
For the super-rich with cash to burn, all those Rolexes and rare Labubus may not fill the void. But for me, a little goes a long way, says writer Eleanor Margolis
The hill I will die on: Streaming is rubbish – take me back to the golden era of DVDs
Frances Ryan
Deliver me from the hassle of multiple platforms, ‘double paywalls’ and the nagging feeling I’m helping to fund Jeff Bezos’s next yacht, says Guardian columnist Frances Ryan
The hill I will die on: People who ski have more money than sense
Emma Loffhagen
Extortionate costs, queueing in the cold and potentially life-altering injuries? No thanks. And don’t get me started on the EDM après-ski hell, says freelance editor Emma Loffhagen
The hill I will die on: ‘Being a DJ’ isn’t a proper job
Phil Mongredien
In what other field is a couple of hours’ work taking the credit for somebody else’s brilliance so venerated, says Guardian Opinion joint production editor Phil Mongredien
The hill I will die on: Martinis should be served with a sidecar, or not at all
Josh Sharp
A sip in the glass and the rest in a little carafe, please – and make sure it’s ice-cold, otherwise it’s an absolutely degenerate drink, says comedian Josh Sharp
The hill I will die on: Bum gun, bidet or shattaf – whatever you call it, install one now
Mona Eltahawy
Really, why wouldn’t you wash yourself after using the toilet? If you won’t listen to me, then listen to Zohran Mamdani – and get your straddle on, says author Mona Eltahawy
The hill I will die on: Stag and hen dos should be fun, not bankrupting endurance tests
Liam Pape
Multi-day benders that deplete your mates’ annual leave and wallets are a no-no. Keep it cheeky, cheap and – crucially – enjoyable, says writer and live comedy producer Liam Pape
The hill I will die on: Films and TV shows are better if you read the spoilers first
Jason Okundaye
Please note, this piece absolutely includes spoilers for Cruel Intentions, a film made 26 years ago. Do read on, says assistant Opinion editor Jason Okundaye
