There is nothing new about trying to keep older people active, especially in care homes.
Smoke that catches the throat?
Back in late 2000 I'd just started my first grown-up job at the Evening News in Edinburgh.
A drug that gives patients who are dying from breast cancer months of "almost normal" life will not be available on the Scottish NHS.
NO SOONER had the news leaked out that men in Scotland's affluent areas were outliving their poorer counterparts than a top Tory got up on his hind legs and spoke of all this extra life as a burden.
In recent years we have seen a sea-change in public attitudes towards people suffering from mental ill health.
YESTERDAY marked the end of the Royal National Mòd 2014.
UNWANTED and discarded, serving no purpose other than to draw my magpie eye, an extension lead sits by the window in the office kitchen.
The man from the Bank of England calls it a "jobs-rich, pay-poor recovery".
IT was somewhat surprising to hear the Rangers manager, Ally McCoist, break his self-imposed omerta on non-footballing issues to implore Dave King and Mike Ashley to play nice and wonder out loud why everyone jostling for position at Ibrox just can't get along.
The aides who surround Nicolas Sarkozy have the closed-down, pinched look of men who are expecting trouble.
LIKE many other sporadically faithful, I use church when I need it but would not be available should it need me.
HANDS up, I got it wrong.
Thirty years ago, a group of academics at Glasgow University produced a book on the regeneration of the East End of Glasgow that supported the creation of a college of further education in the area, the building of an Olympic swimming pool that could produce Olympic champions, and the setting up of a theatre in which local groups would mount productions that would win awards at the Edinburgh Fringe.