That isn’t a dig at Patrick’s height, although I may have the urge to pop him in my bag and bring take him home on occasion.
Council election results day & I have mixed feelings. It didn’t help that the first tweet I saw this morning was this: Continue reading “Highs and lows”
It’s been a busy few days up here both personally & politically.
I’ve spent the last two days either wielding a paintbrush or gardening whilst desperately trying to keep up with the news – it’s hard being a politics junkie and having a life at the same time – so tonight I’m squishing two blogs together.
So unless you live under a rock, you’ll know today is the second anniversary of the Scottish Independence Referendum. Being the vile flag-waving nationalist that I am, I headed down to Glasgow Green to join a few others for a spot of political discussion, catching up, hugs, laughter and bonding.
Anyone who follows my Twitter account will know my daughter has started at her local senior school this morning. It seems that this is a bigger deal for her father and me than for her. She and a friend went off this morning chattering away comparing (slightly oversized) blazers and the obviously cool number of pockets they contained.
So last Saturday, whilst marching in the the rain I saw a guy wearing this tshirt and made the mistake of going “Michael?” Upon which he stuck a microphone in my face. (Won’t make that mistake again)
Not quite sure exactly where this is going, so bear with me. It’s a bit rambling today.