Susan Morrison

Dogs may be man’s best friend, but not everywhere. Increasing numbers of shops and pubs have become ‘dog-friendly’. I am too, but it's not unconditional love. Terms and conditions apply.

In the early 1930s, Lucy, Lady Houston, realised air power would be crucial to future conflicts and donated £100,000 to make the Schneider Air Race happen. The plane developed to win that race turned out to be a forerunner of the iconic Battle of Britain fighter, the Spitfire

Down to Newcastle last week on the train, and a jolly pleasant trip it was too. Busy carriage. Six elderly American tourists bustled on and sat around me, those unbelievably active and indomitable old folk that they seem to cultivate over there.

Dundee’s hecklers – a type of jute worker – gained such a reputation as highly vocal political radicals that the term came to mean interrupting public speakers

Replacement teeth were not the only grisly uses of the remains of those who fell at Waterloo

They’re digging up Great Junction Street again. Well, of course they are. Needs must, of course. Men have been looking into a series of ever deeper holes in the ground with an air of sombre reflection.

James I of Scotland is thought to have written a poem about falling in love with his future wife Joan Beaufort, saying ‘that sudaynly my hert become hir thrall’

​On a visit north recently I was reminded of rule one of Small Scottish Place, which is to say ‘good morning’ or ‘hello’ when passing anyone, even people you don’t know.

​Unaccountably my ticket for the Met Gala never arrived. Lost in the post, I assume.

With plays condemned from the pulpit and outlawed, and received pronunciation the supposed language of kings for years, Sean Connery, in 1961, might have been one of the first Macbeth’s to roll his Rs