You may still recall that just over a week ago, we experienced a mini heatwave in Aberdeenshire. It was hot enough and lasted long enough that I decided to buy a set of lighter clothing. Those who know me well would understand that it was a big deal – my fashion spending is so tight that if everyone followed suit,…

“An Englishman, an Irishman and a Scotsman…” It’s a classic opening for a British joke. It’s very common in various parts of the world as well; in my home country, it would usually feature a Pole, a German, and a Russian, with the latter often the butt of the joke. There are also versions with different professions, such as a…

When I ask for help, I get two types of reactions. Primary school-age children instantly raise their hands up, and some enthusiastically try to draw my attention: “Choose me!” When a group of adults have been asked, everyone suddenly realises something is wrong with their footwear that requires their immediate attention and prolonged diligent visual inspection. I wonder what would…

Several weeks ago, the Western media widely reported on a celebrity-studded hen party. Usually, it’s the domain of the tabloid press, keen to report on the wealthy splashing cash on pre-wedding parties, which sometimes last many days in various locations around the world. However, this time, the unusual nature of the event captured the attention of more serious media outlets.…

The story we’ve just heard is one of those that hardly needs any explanation or interpretation. It clearly defines the goody (Jesus) and the baddies (the scribes and Pharisees). The latter’s line of attack against Jesus is obvious enough to be seen from space. His response is witty and goes straight to the heart of his opponents, rendering them powerless…