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We are all done with dating apps and love being embarrassing. Romance is coming back in 2026, writes columnist Marissa MacWhirter To be single...


Employment judge Sandy Kemp has dismissed claims NHS nurse Sandie Peggie made against her transgender colleague, Dr Beth Upton. In a victory for Dr...


Spending £150,000 of public money when you assured Scotland you wouldn't is bad, but spending it on a Scotsman Group venue might be worse, writes...


Glasgow City Council has dropped the ball when it comes to civic events in the autumn and winter, leaving GlasGLOW the only game in town, writes ...

When people take an iconic act of Glasgow's civil disobedience and turn it into a mindless act of self-promotion, it reminds us all why the Duke of...

What does it mean to be cool? Columnist Marissa MacWhirter asks if we have reached post-irony, and if following the herd is finally in vogue ...

The time, energy and money spent protecting the definition of “woman” would be better spent advocating for the vital and crumbling network of...

In the wake of the news that Marks & Spencer is leaving another Scottish high street, columnist Marissa MacWhirter asks what it means for the...

The story of Kira Cousins has wider implications in a society that persistently undermines women's health concerns, writes Herald columnist Marissa...

You would be forgiven for thinking the antics inside of Historic Environment Scotland were tales from a new Armando Iannucci series, writes Marissa...

Stop 'protecting your peace' and make time for your friends, writes Herald columnist Marissa MacWhirter. Why is everyone talking about how...

Reading was on the rise, but TikTok has now branded the act of flipping through a book in public as "performative". But if posting about reading...

Community councils are more than just bitter feuds between neighbours, writes Herald columnist Marissa MacWhirter . They are the strongest antidote...

Moral panic over Bonnie Blue's Bang Bus comes across as political virtue signalling, writes Herald columnist Marissa MacWhirter . It is better to...

Glasgow is not filled with tourist tat shops, but it could be. Glasgow City Council has bowed to business leaders to form the Destination Marketing...

Puritanical politics are putting Scotland's rich arts sector at risk, writes Herald columnist Marissa MacWhirter A blurry video of three people...

The decline in the number of trading standards officers in Scotland puts consumer safety at risk, says Herald columnist Marissa MacWhirter It...

Once a sentimental place where people said goodbye to their loved ones, the old Victoria Infirmary has been transformed into a dizzying liminal space...

The pungent stench of fried noodles, congealed curry sauce, and fish was clinging to my hair, my polo top, my skin, and my nostrils when I found out I...

The sight of our Scottish streets draped in Americana would usually turn my stomach. Akin to finding the dripping black shrink-wrapped cucumber...

It has been an hour and a half, and the page is still blank, the clock ticking. The little numbers in the corner of my screen mutate every time I...

If you boarded a plane to Europe this summer and the rear section was not populated by the chittering of hens in matching cowboy hats or the hollering...

It is only a matter of time before budget airlines start charging us for the air we breathe at 30,000 feet. Once a glamorous (albeit elitist)...

Last month, I spent an hour walking around Calton in Glasgow to visit sites popular among intravenous drug users. With a local resident and the...

The air was sticky and hot in Paris when I arrived last week on the first official night of summer. It was June 21, La Fête de la Musique. The...

It had not quite registered that Scotland’s national stadium would play host to one of the most notorious woman beaters of my generation because...

The economy reversing backwards with no tyres on serendipitously coincided with the opening of a new make up mecca. Businesses are cutting jobs...

There is a utopian version of Glasgow consistently peddled in renderings by developers and planners. The sun is always shining, the streets are clean,...

Please, God, let him telephone me now. Dear God, let him call me now. I won't ask anything else of you, truly I won't. It isn't very much to ask. It...

Serial killer Robert Pickton’s trial started in 2006, when I was 11. In the 1990s, women, mostly sex workers, had started to go missing from the...

It happened, like most things, slowly and all at once. It only became clear that the trickle-down effect had fully actualised when I passed a new...

One of my favourite ways to spend a day off in the sunshine is strolling around one of Glasgow’s neighbourhood high streets. It could be somewhere...

Last week, inside the only church designed by Charles Rennie Mackintosh, an impressive war room gathered. The mission? Save our built heritage, once...

For a very long time, I was convinced that traffic lights were operated by little men. As a child, I would peer into the drain while waiting for the...

This week, Glasgow’s voco Grand Central Hotel debuted an exclusive outdoor champagne bar in partnership with Veuve Clicquot. It’s constructed from...

Student loan payments are just another income tax slapped on young people. It’s something that a professor said to me on the phone this week when we...

There is a sense of adventure that rises up within me when I discover a new place. Especially one that has been lurking for years beneath my nose in a...

Welcome to the beautiful south side of Glasgow. Gorgeous blonde sandstone tenements, leafy streets, segregated cycle lanes, community-run back lanes...

There is something special about March sunshine. It seems to come out of nowhere, violently grabbing me by the shoulders and shaking me until I...

The first time I stepped into an Iceland, I was blown away. It was like something out of an episode of The Simpsons. The endless rows of brightly...

I have a pitch for a new Hollywood blockbuster. It’s called Cowboys on the Moon and follows the escapades of parking wardens in Glasgow’s south...

Is there an internet clip or a scene from a television show that plays rent-free in your head? Mine is the door scene from the first-ever episode of...

There is a delicate hand placed atop a bright green box with the brand name Juniper stamped across it. “Only 3% of women would rule out weight loss...

There are times when I miss the gruelling hours spent working in hospitality. Sandwiched behind a bar with coworkers dancing between the gantry and...

In these dark modern times, I suffer chronically from what can best be described as retrophilia. I’m always yearning for the golden days when the...

Stepping out of Glasgow Central Station onto the gum-splattered pavement of Union Street is a visceral experience. Blue lights, blue rubber gloves and...

January is drawing to a close. If you’ve managed to stick with any resolutions to cut down on junk food, kudos. Me? I decided not to kid myself this...

I miss The Lighthouse. I miss the feeling of disappearing behind the copper-clad BOAC building into another world, so close and yet so far away from...

An abundance of tall buildings will soon rise up around Scotland’s largest city like big beige fingers. Their boxy, uninspired nails scraping the...

There’s no place like home for the holidays. But I can’t seem to shake this sense of unease about spending Christmas with my family for the first...
