Friendships can be fickle. But the Diary and its readers have a bond that can’t be so easily severed. What unites us is our shared admiration for terrific tales, such as the following classic yarns from our archives…
The Diary adores song lyrics - as does reader David Donaldson, who spotted the following inventive lines, in the style of a famous Andrew Lloyd Webber hit, scribbled on a blackboard outside a boozer.
The greatest gulf separating two communities must surely be that between the natives of Edinburgh and Glasgow.
The Diary remains fresh, frisky and ferociously relevant. For we always provide our readers with thoroughly modern wit, which is also in abundance in the following classics yarns from our archives…
The dirty little secret of Scottish football is that very few fans arrive on a Saturday afternoon because they enjoy watching a ball being kicked around a pitch.
