Meanwhile, you don't hear Alex Salmond celebrating Ireland’s “Celtic Tiger” much any more.
The Met wants the weapon ready for use this summer. But the question should not be why now but why at all.
Remembering the angst of Scottish writers, a schoolboy's introduction to the poetry of Wilfred Owen, and the eccentric, melancholy genius of the topographer and broadcaster Ian Nairn.
The conundrum of Britishness and the condition of Scotland.
Two new collections by Scottish poets characterised by sharp attention to detail.
The sad disappearance of the British “average neighbourhood”.
An ambitious and wide-ranging novel about allied soldiers in Sicily during the Second World War.
Writing was fundamental to the protest, yet the poems and songs have been largely lost from popular memory.
Watching BBC1's Outnumbered is less painful now but it's still bitter-sweet.
Two new books on cooking and interiors explore 20th century society's biggest paradigm shift.
Foster, Rogers and co began their careers with radical and idealistic values. So why did they end up building flats for oligarchs?
Like the US TV series Girls – but for people who went to Cambridge.
The Scottish capital has a long tradition of crime fiction. Now one of the genre’s modern proponents comes home.
Included the writer’s many nods to literature and film, absent from the film version.
The legal drama in which m’learned ladies aren’t just tolerated but adored.
Scotland’s favourite painter on the art of heartbreak.
The short film, unlike the short story, is a stray with no home - which is why a cinema release of the eight short films that competed at the Baftas is a joyous subversion of the norm.
It's not all about whisky north of the border.
The Starman implored Scotland to “stay with us”.
Does sending the boys out to Dubai to kick balls around really achieve anything?
For those without the relevant risk factors, statins aren't the wonder-pill they've been sold as by the media.
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