Can U Host? Three Recipes for Girl Dinner

For those nights when you don't want to labour for hours in the kitchen but also want to transport yourself into an elevated reality with a collagen…

Jun 30 • Ruaridh Thin-Smith

Slay The Spirits Abyss: in which a Vampiric marsh dwelling Cryptid refuses us the courtesy of a social call.

A diarising of the particular sense of dread called forth by presbyterian aesthetics, and the internal mythologising of the Lochmaben Vampire into a…

Jun 29 • Ruaridh Thin-Smith

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The Gods Wear Nike: A Devotional Essay

On chivalry, sacred masculinity, and the men who do not know they are carrying divinity in their gym socks.

Jun 25 • Ruaridh Thin-Smith

May 2026

The Garden Party as Social Infrastructure

A modest proposal, some historical evidence, and a sincere invitation.

May 19 • Ruaridh Thin-Smith

Slay The Spirits Abyss: in which a ghost tries to woo me across the void.

A chilling account of the haunting of Dunskey Castle and a sexual proposition across the void between worlds.

May 11 • Ruaridh Thin-Smith

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On the Gall Gael, the Nordic Soul, and What Galloway Might Yet Remember It Is

What my time at a Swedish University taught me about the Gall-Gael, heritage, and the grief of cultural disconnection.

May 7 • Ruaridh Thin-Smith

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March 2026

White Wine Book Club: Birthday Girl by Penelope Douglas.

The first submission in my series 'White Wine Book Club' where I review the books read under the book club hosted by my friend and perpetual darling…

Mar 23 • Ruaridh Thin-Smith

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In which I resurface from a hibernation of spirit and the collapse of an era

I make no apologies but I hope you will be giddied and cheered to know that I am, with feeling, back on my bullshit.

Mar 23 • Ruaridh Thin-Smith

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December 2025

In which I get really into Empire building and smoked salmon.

In this week I enjoyed my time off work by purchasing a car and then retreating into a state of lethargy where I struggled with the levers of power in…

Dec 14, 2025 • Ruaridh Thin-Smith

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November 2025

In which I am mistaken for a regional football player and commit to the bit in self preservation.

Another week of being robustly out of control of my life but never the less enthusiastic about the journey.

Nov 30, 2025 • Ruaridh Thin-Smith

In which I am changed for good.

In this week I struggled to find the energy to be bothered about a single thing, but robustly found meaning in musicals of multiple varieties and jumped…

Nov 24, 2025 • Ruaridh Thin-Smith

In which I am exposed to (but unconvinced by) seasonal gaiety.

In a week where seasonal activities portent the creeping fingers of Christmas, I resist the unbridled seasonal madness of others and cling to the last…

Nov 16, 2025 • Ruaridh Thin-Smith