[a sense of] catching up with [myself]

This account of reading  in a time of ‘lockdown’, by Alexander McCall Smith, was printed in the Herald on the 4th July 2020:

Drookit

The ‘five-mile limit’ was lifted today:

Apollo’s Temple

25 February 2019: Peter and Sian wandered the grounds of Taymouth Castle. It was the first day of a wonderful short break. We were looking for ‘Apollo’s Temple’. We came … Continue reading Apollo’s Temple

wilder and more memorable

Opening voice: Alastair McIntosh [BBC Radio Scotland ‘Thought for the day’, 15 August 2018 Closing voice: Professor Philip Davis, Director Centre for Research into Reading, Literature and Society, University of … Continue reading wilder and more memorable

‘Get your new colour brochure now!’

I started as a medical student in Aberdeen in late summer of 1985, and for the next 3 years (until my father bought me an old car), I used STAGECOACH … Continue reading ‘Get your new colour brochure now!’

This too shall pass

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

The sparkling Tay is there!

The heron, made of iron, had aged rusty, quite beautifully so. The heron’s vital long toes, always a little ungainly, left more so by weather and time. The  heron, fallen … Continue reading The sparkling Tay is there!

Days of the Bagnold summer

Last night, Rachel set up her projector in our living room, and we watched this delightful film on a Mossgrove wall. It is a beautifully understated film and quite touching. … Continue reading Days of the Bagnold summer

Eleanor Rigby

As a family in ‘lockdown’ we recently watched the film ‘Y E S T E R D A Y’. What a lovely film. If only Andrew could have been with … Continue reading Eleanor Rigby

‘Hill of the Resurrection’

On the south bank of the sea loch that is Loch Fyne, above Newton Bay, is a small summit known in Gaelic as: Tradition (little more than oral recall) has … Continue reading ‘Hill of the Resurrection’

‘The largest funeral ever witnessed in Kilsyth’

Last week, in the very early hours of Sunday morning, I went for a walk in Garrel Glen. I then followed the “Tak ma doon Road” to Kilsyth. There, wandering … Continue reading ‘The largest funeral ever witnessed in Kilsyth’