Few things in life make my blood boil like littering.
There are no guarantees in the world of work.
Dundee has a drugs problem.
It is impossible to have anything but sympathy with Linda McDonald’s position that life for killers should mean life.
Dundee is failing.
Smoking is a habit I have never formed.
The last few weeks have not been a barrel of laughs.
As a geeky kid growing up in the 80s I loved cars.
Going by the scenes in Dundee city centre last week, there must be a good living to be had in gown-making.