Hole Ousia never stops learning. Hole Ousia is troubled that the ‘collaboration’ with the Pharmaceutical Industry in ‘medical education’ can have consequences and actually undermine science which seeks objectivity.

This too shall pass

Covid-19: [At the time of making this film]: for the 2,472 have died in Scotland, and their families

It still takes courage to care

The Herald, 21 June 2020: I was an NHS doctor for over 25 years, and whilst I was never [technically speaking] a whistleblower, I always did my best to speak … Continue reading It still takes courage to care

S Y M B O L I C

‘Real science’, it is said, should be based on what science considers credible. This is one of the ‘Rules of Science’, and is necessary if we are to quantify understanding. … Continue reading S Y M B O L I C

suicide cairns

You may not be aware of this, but across Scotland there are surviving cairns which mark where somebody who had taken their life was once buried. Generally the names have … Continue reading suicide cairns

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Words:‘ The beginning of Spring’ by Penelope Fitzgerald Image: Dr Evgeny Legedin in Glen Affric

Lord [PRESERVE]

Footnote: The passage of time tends to remove the personal. In considering ‘moral treatment’, this melancholy case from Englishtown, May 1862, left me questioning how “moral” the treatment actually may … Continue reading Lord [PRESERVE]

GARNGAD

Garngad House was William Drury’s private lunatic asylum, In the 1827 sketch [above] the spire of Glasgow Cathedral is visible in the background. In 1814 William Drury came to Glasgow … Continue reading GARNGAD

‘These buds of love’

I once made a film about the lost garden of  D U N I R A . A number of years later, I came across this verse inscribed on a … Continue reading ‘These buds of love’

Etherised: ‘a plodding antiquary’

For many years I have slept poorly. By 5 am I am generally up and about. If I could sing I would join the dawn chorus! In current times, where … Continue reading Etherised: ‘a plodding antiquary’

Mrs Beaton

I cannot remember the name of the English teacher that I had in my first year of Secondary School. Clearly, he was quite forgettable. In my second and third year … Continue reading Mrs Beaton

“PURE DRUGS”

In Logie Churchyard I came across the grave of Dr Henry Dryerre, it was early morning and the sun had just appeared above the horizon. So my eyes were straining … Continue reading “PURE DRUGS”