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The Older One Gets
The older one gets, memory starts to play tricks: you forget something â a name, a place, an event â and then minutes, hours, days later, the brain’s no longer…
The older one gets, memory starts to play tricks: you forget something â a name, a place, an event â and then minutes, hours, days later, the brain’s no longer…
I was very surprised to read in Bill Magee’s article (1 June 2022) that: ‘Renewable energy currently accounts for almost 100% of Scotland’s gross electricity consumption’. So I checked this…
We turned out of the side street onto Hyde Park Corner. I asked a workman leaning against the scaffolding of the building being renovated: ‘Excuse me, how do we get…
Satnav systems have always been numbered amongst our friends. We like their friendly voices and enjoy the feeling of superiority as they mispronounce place names. Over the years, they have guided…
My gran was a phenomenon. I appreciate that probably 100% of people reading this would say the same of their maternal or paternal grandmother, but I firmly believe that my…
For a wee while this week I felt that I was in the middle of a real life re-enactment of the children’s nursery rhyme: There Was An Old Lady Who…
When my grandfather retired in 1932, my mother verbally arranged the rent of a Ross-shire house for himself, his wife and any unmarried child for their lifetime. With nothing in…
Harry Hill is a comedian familiar from television so one knew pretty well what to expect when he launched his rock musical Tony last week at the Park theatre in…
For some inexplicable reason, my mind has been flooded with thoughts about funeral planning this week. Phrases such as ‘It’s such a good feeling to have it all under control’ and…
Goodbye old friend. I am not talking about people but things. One of the places I spent around a quarter of a century of my life in was the press…