
Diary – STIRLING!
It’s raining. Properly raining. The lovely, dedicated audience, including the occasional otter, are huddling under a gazebo in the yard of Stirling’s Old Town Jail,…
It’s raining. Properly raining. The lovely, dedicated audience, including the occasional otter, are huddling under a gazebo in the yard of Stirling’s Old Town Jail,…
Welcome to the Kingdom of Fife! On occasion, a place of haar and tragic mystery, as we heard last night. Today it may not quite be…
We’re moving into what’s often described as the heartland of Scotland. Clouds moving across what Andy called ‘big skies,’ sun and shadow, patches of green and…
The back streets of Dundee are presided over by remnants of old jute mills; stone and wooden structures with great doors and high windows out onto…
Montrose is built on a peninsula, like Scotland dipping its toe into the water. A lagoon on one side and the North Sea on the other,…
I rejoin the tour after a couple of days, and, stepping off a busy commuter train into early evening sunshine, I feel glad to be back…