The roads are so bad I think there’s a plot

Every time I’m driving the M8 at night, it’s completely closed at some point, usually around Glasgow, meaning huge diversions.

Last week, the Kingston Bridge was closed and they had also closed the big bridge across the Clyde for some reason. Broomielaw closed going west. The town was absolute gridlock at 10.30 on a Thursday night. What an absolute farce.

And when the roads are open you risk your car disappearing down the potholes. What’s going on? Are they trying to force people to give up their cars by making it too hard to drive? I can’t think of another reason for things being so bad.

J Mcavoy, Kilmarnock

No trust in Putin

Like everybody else, I really hope the talk about a peace deal in Ukraine becomes a reality but we’d be foolish to believe a word the Russians say. In fact, it would be best practice to assume the opposite. If they say, black, we think white.

If Putin’s ministers say they are seeking an agreement, they’re not. If they suggest they will cease fire, they won’t. And if we believe he is going to leave Ukraine without getting what he wants, however he gets it, we are fools. What happens now in Ukraine is down to Putin, what happens after is down to us. Patricia Healey, by email

Such cynicism

I was delighted to see Nazanin Zaghari-ratcliffe home again but if I was her family I would never forgive or forget the British government refusing to pay the money they owed Iran for all those years. Suddenly, Putin invades Ukraine, we can’t deal with Russia and the money’s paid. Why couldn’t they have paid this debt years ago and got a mum back with her wee girl. On the same day she is released, Boris Johnson rushes over to Saudi Arabia because we need their oil. It is just so obvious and horrible.

Joyce Geddes, Falkirk

Run, Dolly, run I usually agree with Judy Murray,

but when she referred to the actions of the wonderful Dolly

Parton and Dame Helen Mirren

saying, “It shows that age really is just a number,” I had to disagree. In their case, age is a collection of skills and experiences which they have stacked up like a treasure trove of gold coins to be shared with us all. Long may they continue to enrich people’s lives.

Mary Cook, by email Bafta for boredom I watched the Baftas on Sunday

night but wish I hadn’t. I hadn’t heard of any of the winners and hadn’t seen any of the films. I enjoyed the presenter, Rebel Wilson, more as it went on but only because no one in the audience seemed to be. There is usually some really pompous speeches but even they were boring this year. No wonder Prince William stayed away it was the dullest night of the year. James Kirk, Edinburgh

Tweet bedlam

I agree about the birds singing being louder. They are going bananas in the park near us. SA Brough, Glasgow