This may be a bit of a departure. We are asked to engage in an act of translation. Given my schoolboy French and Beginner Level Japanese...

The degree to which one has a low threshold for boredom (as my Auntie Anne reminded me the other day) can be revealed in the oddest ways....

Why am I here? Why start again with another of these daily writing challenges? Why write at all, Douglas? In part I’m here because I’ve...

We met in 1975 or 76 through the Broad Left group at Stirling University. My life was never the same again. I usually phoned home each 12...