Certain times of life inevitably involve a degree of reflection and I have reached one such milestone. Retiral. So longingly viewed on the distant horizon the reality is now with me, and the prospect is in some ways daunting.
Perth Kinross Matters
Benjamin Franklin’s lament that "nothing can be said to be certain, except death and taxes" holds as good today as it did in the 18th century.
When money is in short supply, funding for the arts and culture is often among the first things to be squeezed.
Like a latter day Fagin, Andrew Park enlisted the help of a child to break into a Perthshire church. The youngster's small stature allowed her to crawl down a tunnel to unlock a trap door to allow Park to gain entry.
How many times have you sat in your car wondering "why on earth is that lane closed off, there's no work going on?"
A tantalising hint of what the future may hold for the heart of Perth was revealed in the last few days.
A stroll down Perth’s High Street can sometimes feel like running the gauntlet from a host of unwanted attentions.
One of the trials for any politician or public servant tasked with making funding decisions is the perennial cry from the man on the street — the money could have been better spent.
From eyesore under threat of demolition to iconic asset – Perth City Hall looks set to pull off a most remarkable transformation of fortunes.
The age old generation gap has developed into a monumental yawning chasm for two groups - who on the face of it - should have a great deal in common.