Muddling through

Halfway through the cross-examination stage of The Debate on Tuesday night I started to write an exasperated Tweet, then realised that Twitter had crashed. The aperçu thus denied to the world was this: can there be any more shameful way … Continue reading

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In poor health

With less than 50 days to go till the referendum I went along this week to a meeting of my local Yes group to offer support. Suddenly, a weekly blog doesn’t seem enough. Like many other people I’ve spoken to, … Continue reading

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Scared of what?

Picture a beautiful, mountainous, oil-rich country with warm, welcoming people and a distinct and vibrant culture, which one day soon will have the opportunity to choose independence. Scotland? No. Kurdistan. A couple of days ago I was asked to write … Continue reading

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Food of love

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In the 10 years that we’ve been running our writing courses, many good things have come out of Dark Angels. Along with sharpened senses, there have been new friendships, changes of personal direction, and the  publication of writing of all … Continue reading

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Family trees

Last week I wrote about how a story I had concocted for Turnberry Hotel around a true wartime incident had come to the attention of someone who thought a relative might have been involved in the event. Yesterday I spoke … Continue reading

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Lost and found

Two years ago I wrote some stories for a well-known hotel on the Ayrshire coast, the one acquired just the other day by an American collector of golf courses, a big, suspiciously blond billionaire – oh, all right then, the … Continue reading

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East Neuk

It has been a hectic week, starting with a day trip to York to run a workshop for the university, no mean feat from Highland Perthshire where I live, and culminating in a phone call from my 23-year-old son Jake, … Continue reading

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Sticky labels

How diminished we are by the labels that people attach to us or we attach to ourselves. And how forcefully that has been brought home to me during the referendum campaign. Nationalist, Unionist. Yes, No. Scottish, English. None of us … Continue reading

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96 days

Sometimes an idea grips you in the guts and won’t let go. No amount of reasoning will dislodge it and in time one comes to accept it as a personal truth. So it is for me with Scottish independence. Wherever … Continue reading

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True grit

As someone generally preoccupied with stories, I’m particularly interested when a single story is open to diametrically opposing interpretations. Once one starts to think about it, it’s surprising how many of these we carry around with us. Looking for an … Continue reading

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