Monthly Archives: May 2014

Little White Rose of Scotland

I have a hand-written poem dedicated to me … well, that’s an exaggeration. It is actually autographed to me, though written on the spot; others may also possess the same honour. The poet whose name I did not know until … Continue reading

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New Zealand Cannot Exist

New Zealand is a small country with a huge coastline. It has a population of 4.5 million. It has a topography similar to Scotland, lots of mountains and glens. It rains a lot. It has many generations of Scots emigrants. … Continue reading

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Essays in Betrayal 3

The third chapter extrapolated from James Anderson’s invocation to Scotland’s legitimacy as an independent nation, published Edinburgh, 1705. The intention is to show how, first time around, the same disinformation and black propaganda as now was the order of the … Continue reading

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Library Time for Kids

I’m attending a primary class obervation hour, east end of Glasgow. The children are six years of age. Many are from disadvantaged homes we used to call “poor.” Elbows poke out of frayed jerseys, snotty noses abound, hair cut by … Continue reading

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A Scottish Compliment

I have an example of the Scots technique of passing a compliment. It took time a long to track down the remaining former Italian prisoners of war that built the famous Italian Chapel on Lang Holm, Orkney. If you know little of … Continue reading

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BBC – the Cultural Tollbooth

The proposition: BBC runs a toll through which Scottish culture has to pass. BBC Scotland has two standard excuses for turning you down: BBC London controls schedules and purse strings. That’s the equivalent of, “a big boy done it an’ ran … Continue reading

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The Pitch – BBC Scotland

We don’t do ‘drama’ here The head of BBC Scotland drama kept me waiting over twenty minutes, an open area in the deathly mausoleum they call Pacific Quay headquarters. I’d come a long way for the meeting, from Los Angeles, … Continue reading

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