Lecture given by Alasdair Stephen at inaugral Skye Commonweal meeting on Saturday the 22nd of April at An Crùbh, Duisdale, Sleat, Skye. This is a photo taken of Ferindonald primary…

This article was first printed in the West Highland Free Press on the 25th of November 2016.  On Saturday evening I met the contractor who built my house on Skye…

Lecture given to Strathclyde University as part of Politics and Scottish Architecture symposium on the 27th of February 2014.

Lecture given to the Rural Housing Service Conference 2013 in Birnam, Perthshire A number of years ago I received a phone call from a young academic from Stirling University.  She…

This blog first appeared on the Yes Scotland website.  Alasdair Stephen is an ambassador within the architectural sector and hopes to persuade others within the profession of the benefits an…

This is the transcript of a lecture that practice partner Alasdair Stephen gave to Strathclyde University architecture department in early 2007.  He was given the title for the lecture and…

Neil Stephen talks about the importance of image in the architecture profession.   You live and learn. Tragically, just when you’re ready for the exam, you die. Despite the bleak…

A blog written by Neil Stephen from 20th January 2009 reflecting on the virtues of modesty.   Self-promotion is one of the hardest things in life, especially when you’re naturally…

A blog from Neil Stephen from April 2009 where he discussed the responsibility of being a ‘boss’ and the Scottish ‘banter’.   Being a “boss” is power. The bar-manager hangs…

First published in February 2009 on scottisharchitecture.com Neil Stephen reflects on the ageing process.  You can see the devastating effects on the young man below above. Soon, I’ll no longer…

My friend is getting his head frozen. Not in the way that it goes cold when you bite in to an ice cream, but cryogenically, like Walt Disney’s. He wears…

My friend is getting mangled by the credit crunch. He’s built a couple of houses, can’t sell them, and the loan repayments are crippling him. There is plaintive despair in…

After losing my passport and my wallet to a frisky gang on an Athenian tube, I thought I was stuck. The lady at the airport check-in shook her head ruefully…

Who is responsible for the disgrace that is being heralded as the “regeneration” of the Clyde? I was pondering this while on an office trip up the river on a high-speed…

Meeting a celebrity is something worth doing just for the anecdote. When I shared a trough urinal alongside one of the Proclaimers back in 1989, I was later able to…

I wanted to be able to head a football like I did when I was eighteen. That’s why my head was clamped rigid, lasers gunned in to my eyes, and…