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As a child of a certain age with embryonic vocabulary I remember struggling with bus-travel jargon as I travelled around with mum visiting...

I could see there were a lot of shenanigans in the past around the construction site for Aberdeen’s shiny new market complex. Now I was...

On Sunday, I went to a gig at Tunnels, a music venue down Carnegie’s Brae and under Union Street, for the first time in forever. Although I am a...

Homelessness crusader Gordon Cruden’s account of seeing the “zombified” destitute people on the streets of Vancouver struck a nerve with me. I saw...

I was on tenterhooks while awaiting that awkward “time to be honest” question as my hospital appointment began. We were in a small office, so...
