It’s probably a disgrace, but I’ve already forgotten the date of that referendum on Scottish independence. This cannot be attributed entirely to senility. I still know who I am, the date of Christmas, and the difference between infralapsarianism and supralapsarianism. These, after all, are important things, and one might feel honoured to announce them. But [...]
It’s not my job to sell tickets for Stornoway’s Lanntair Gallery, and so I kept mum about Richard Dawkins’s recent visit to the scenes of my childhood. I would still be mum were it not that the coverage of the event in the local press was the most prejudiced piece of news coverage that ever [...]
The most fascinating thing about this book is that it is deadly boring. It took me two months to read its 197 pages, mainly because I kept putting it aside since, for sheer excitement, it couldn’t compete with Bavinck’s Prolegomena to Dogmatics or Kuyper’s Principles of Sacred Theology. Yet if ever a book was designed [...]
