Ashley and I were watching a wedding in a movie tonight and she asked me about her dad and mine’s wedding preparations. So I told... Read More

Friday morning was hell. I woke up to get ready for a photo shoot in Glasgow’s East End (Shettleston actually, my home town) as I... Read More

Writing a weekly column for a famous Scottish newspaper has its ups and downs. My column gets printed on a Monday and the deadline is... Read More

I went to a small experimental theatre show in Los Angeles many years ago where young students were putting on their ‘work’. There comes a... Read More

I saw a programme today about a young woman who pulls out her hair bit by bit; it is a form of self harm and... Read More

The year was 1981. It was a sunny bright day and Lady Diana Spencer was marrying Prince Charles. My wee dirty old pub was pretty... Read More

Sometimes when I lay in bed at night my mind flickers back to old memories and I replay them like worn out over-edited home movies.... Read More

I am home and safe. Ashley is slightly burnt, my poor wee girl! She managed on the first day of the holiday to fall over,... Read More

I am so very hot and sticky, but of course I am in Lanzarote. I never knew heat like this, it is relentless and burning... Read More

I am in Lanzarote. Due to a somewhat worrying medical situation, I missed going to Glastonbury. Ashley and I have come to Lanzarote instead. It... Read More