You’ll know by now that when Madrid and Barcelona face-off in the match known universally as El Clásico you’re rock-solid guaranteed to get the best quality and spectacle anywhere in football.
When I moved to Spain it was with the certainty that not only was the football better there but the working relations between a decent journalist and the main characters in the industry were also better.
The messages are mixed; support is divided.
I’m no stranger to the Edinburgh Tattoo and over the years I have watched US Marines throw around rifles with razor sharp bayonets, flaming arrows fired over the ramparts and cannons hurtle around the Castle Esplanade.
Pound for pound, Gareth Bale is already close to being, or in fact may already be, Britain’s most successfully exported footballer.
It’s about Neymar this week. Of course it is.
The Scottish Government is taking a summer breather from running around in circles shouting their most overused words, referendum and Brexit.
I’m still bitterly disappointed we’ve reached 2017 and I still don’t have a jet pack for getting around.
Aberdonians are classed as being tight fisted or should I say canny, but records show North-east folk are extremely supportive of worthy causes.
An opera had its world premiere in the lounge carriage of the Aberdeen to London sleeper train on Monday.
I indulged in a bit of time travel at the weekend ... and there wasn't a Tardis in sight.
Should MPs and MSPs have second jobs?
The Doctor has been a part of my life for ... well, forever really.
Little Charlie Gard has been in the news again this past week, when once again the High Court was looking at the case.
D'ya ever get one of them days? Especially on a day when you deffo don't need one of them days?
It was Napoleon who described us as a nation of shopkeepers.
Drugs raids are so commonplace these days that there is almost a "so what?" factor about the early morning clatter of battering rams on barricaded doors.
Still a whilie to go before my sentimental journey back to Sorrento, but my usual panic-mode has already kicked in.
David Welch was someth-ing of a horticultural visionary.
How's your Wednesday going then? Mine is all about lazing in the sun, drinking cold beer and reading cool books.