Well that’s it then. Summer is officially over. The weirdos have been arriving in the hostels. Scotland has suffered a referendum defeat, robbed of hope and a bright future by the BBC and the over 55’s. The hangover set to last for a number of years. I’m still in Sofia, hiding away from the rest …
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Whiskey, Oil and Tunnocks Tea Cakes: A word on Scottish Independence
You know when everything is dirty, you’ve nothing to wear, so you throw a washing on, eagerly awaiting that moment when everything comes out warm, clean and fresh? And then the moment when you open the washer door, stick your hand in, yank out your entire wardrobe in earnest, only to realise that the machine hasn’t done …
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