Diary
Diary
It’s been a strange summer. After a stroke, holidays are not what they used to be. We went to Juan-les-Pins…
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There isn’t a Scottish politician in living memory who hasn’t been on the Caledonian Sleeper. I always imagined Donald Dewar…
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If you haven’t scuffled you haven’t lived, and our local scuffle is the best of the best. A scuffle is…
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Hay-making was easy this year, and over in good time for a holiday. I am opposed to holidays, having worked…
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The astonishing level of enthusiasm over the birth of the new prince goes far beyond the pleasure that people naturally…
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The pilot refuses to get going until everyone is seated and quiet. When we take off there are raucous cheers.…
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Next time I’m in a sauna I’m going to say: ‘It’s like a school sports hall on prize day in…
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The frantic promotion of the proposed HS2 rail line — a white elephant in the making — is a reminder…
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I began my week with a trip to Bridlington, the closest seaside town to my childhood home. ‘Brid’, as it’s…
