David F. McAllister (b. 92) is a writer and editor based in London.

Selected writing:

i. Essays

On Halloween

Thoughts on ice
On glaciers and tourism

Jimmy Shand as analogy for male adolescent anxiety
On puberty and ceildih dancing

Our land
On the way things have always been

The measure of all things
On what counts

ii. Journalism

“Westminster’s man in Holyrood”
On leadership (or lack of it)

The disappearing act
On coronavirus and internationalism

Stick a logo on it
On the Olympics and mediocre design

iii. Reviews

Once swinging
On the V&A’s So You Say You Want a Revolution?

Nothing to see, and nothing to say
On Marlie Mul’s This Exhibtion is Cancelled

The prime that never comes
On Muriel Spark’s The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie  


David Hockney arrives at spring
On the RA’s The Arrival of Spring, Normandy, 2020


Something happened here
On Jame Robertson’s News of the Dead