I always put my hat and gloves in the same handy place whenever I get home, on a shelf near the front door.
IT is said that you never really grow up until you become a parent.
This weekend BBC Scotland launches its new digital channel.
I love TV, although I don’t get to watch as much as I would like.
THE 100th anniversary of the death of Sir Hugh Munro next month makes me wonder if he could have known the impact he would have on the great Scottish outdoors so many years later.
Air pollution: Clean air shouldn’t be a privilege, but a child’s right regardless of where they live
“I can no longer see you with my eyes or touch you with my hands, but I will feel you in my heart forever.”
Kevin Cash, money-saving expert and king of the grips
When teachers are getting punched, kicked, spat on and sworn at I know who I blame – rubbish parents
Picture the scene - an everyday domestic event as a family group enjoyed themselves at a play park somewhere in the north-east.
In country after country, schoolchildren have been staging protest marches.
Over my life time I have met many volunteers, without whom our city, and indeed our country would grind to a halt.
The A-Team was everything for me and those of my vintage. In the playground we would squabble over who got to play Hannibal, Face, Murdock or BA Baracus.
“What’s she been in?”
One of the most enjoyable aspects of my return to Aberdeen has been to start a programme of visits to schools across the north-east.
Tanya Souter, Lifestyle Correspondent
I trust you have been wrapping up warm in the freezing weather - you can't beat a good coat.
Talk of “national happiness” and one’s thoughts quickly swoop south and east to the exotic kingdom of Bhutan, a land of prayer flags, brightly-robed monks, monasteries, and a people who are, as stereotype has it, poor but content. It is Bhutan that famously ignores Gross Domestic Product as the main measure of the national good in favour of Gross National Happiness.
There is nothing on earth that more sharply focuses your mind on the absolute reality of death, than being involved in the funeral business.
Imagine a technology that could monitor your health and deliver lifesaving medicine whenever you needed it, wherever you were and whatever you were doing.
“Whose phone is this?” the support worker asks.
Culloden: over 1,000 Jacobites were killed in that disastrous battle but twice that number were butchered on the field or later starved to death in prison.
Early retirement has come my way and I have decided to mastermind this new phase of life by keeping a list.
J Fergus Lamont, arts critic and author of Paper Boy – the Rise and Fall of Wee Alikie
We're doomed. Yes, doomed I tell you, all because no one told us that climate change harms cute little fluffy kittens.
I arrive at a home visit, doctor’s bag in one hand, computer summary printout in the other, and knock.
There is nothing quite like a sense of hope in some future event to make you feel alive: the fevered rush of anticipation; the secret optimism of the unknown outcome.
Hotter summers, harder rain and more hail and snow in winter
Given the gallons of the stuff that was consumed on Burns’ Night last week it seems appropriate to compare Brexit to malt whisky: both are best consumed straight.
This week started with the great story of a very ordinary man from Sheffield who has made the difference for 10 families and a grateful United States of America.
Being glad to have some of it all, some of the time: why the supermum model is an unwelcome pressure
“Don’t you miss it?” one of the mums asks.
It all began with a cheery wave from my hairdresser on the other side of the road as I set off for work one Monday morning.
Cosmo Ludovic Fawkes Hunte, the 13th Earl of Kinmuck
They say that travel broadens a person's horizons, so as I write this I am planning a trip to Portknockie.