Every summer, from North Carolina to Hawaii, men in kilts hurl a 6-metre telegraph pole into the air and hope it lands correctly. They are not in Scotland.
Somewhere in Scotland, as the clock strikes midnight on New Year’s Eve, a dark-haired stranger is standing on a doorstep. In one arm: a lump of coal.
Planning a Glasgow itinerary is one of the most rewarding decisions you can make as a first-time visitor to Scotland.
Long before a birth certificate proved a child’s name, Scottish mothers trusted something older: a small silver brooch, shaped like two hearts joined...
