20th Century
A Scottish Tragedy
Fifty five years ago, I would have been thirteen, I joined the Scouts, I had been in the Boys Brigade but didn’t like all the marching and keep fit. The 39th Dundee Pack were based [more…]
Scotland
Literature
Crawick Multiverse
On a short break in Scotland last year we took the opportunity to visit the Crawick Multiverse, a spectacular 55-acre art-land located in Sanquhar, Dumfries and Galloway, Scotland. This unique site, designed by the renowned [more…]
Animals
Larry’s Diary, Week Two Hundred And Eighty-Eight
Monday Good morning all, it was very wet in London when I hurried down the garden this morning. I was delighted to find Felix Chicken in my bowl when I got back. I hear that [more…]
Animals
Larry’s Diary, Week Two Hundred And Seventy-Seven
Monday Good morning and welcome to another week of the ramblings of your favourite cat reporter. A nice morning today again, but I’m delighted to be able to tell you that Legohead had a grotty [more…]
Animals
Larry’s Diary, Week Two Hundred And Fifty
Monday Good morning folks, well it was a little chilly early this morning and the thermostat turned the heating on so there was a nice warm radiator when I woke up. So tomorrow nearly 2,000 [more…]
Biography
The Political Civil Servant
On one of AWS’s recent informative pieces on Scotland, he mentioned Waverley Station in Edinburgh and I mentioned in the comments (which nobody reads) that perhaps the most versatile civil servant ever, John Anderson, took [more…]
20th Century
Disaster at Lockerbie
Returning home from our day trip to Edinburgh, myself and Mrs AWS have pause for thought as we eat our Burger Kings in Standard Premium and watch the Scottish Lowlands flash past from the train [more…]
19th Century
Disaster at Quintinshill
Setting off from Edinburgh on a splendid May day, Mrs. AWS and I enjoy our Burger Kings. In the mad world of railway pricing, one of only two differences between Avanti Trains Standard Premium and [more…]
16th Century
Postcard From The King’s Gallery
On our day trip to Edinburgh, Mrs AWS and I de-trained on Waverley’s Platform 9 at 12:17 prompt. While a disappointing first-class breakfast rattled in our tums, we allowed ourselves to be swept out of [more…]