Still Thanking the People Up the Poles
A short column, fewer jokes, same gratitude.
“Scotland's Finest News Source, Allegedly”
A short column, fewer jokes, same gratitude.
A love letter to the road that keeps absorbing Blairgowrie's buses.
On everyday fixes, big feelings, and the politics of a small pickled cucumber.
A defence of paper maps, pencils, and knowing where Methven is without a chatbot.
Columnist had cleared a shelf for Chloe. Shelf remains empty. Heart remains dramatic.
Columnist claims leaves on his drive 'have the attitude of a Dundee leaf'.
Columnist embraces winter by going to bed at 6pm 'for the vibes'.
A rare Perthetic column with no jokes in the first paragraph.
Our style correspondent on the hottest look of autumn 2026.
Austen sounded bookish. Boelo sounded fun. Chloe sounds like she'll borrow my car.

Lights out? Smells nice. Now in Power Cut, Granny's Hall Cupboard and Wet Dog By The Fire. Never leave a lit candle unattended, even a funny one.

Feeling a bit leany? Restores posture to stacks, steeples and uncles after weddings. Consult a qualified professional. Seriously. — Kinnoull Vitality Co.