24 hours

On Saturday night I wrote of my nerves for and emotional investment in the Catalan Referendum.

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The Colonial Overlords

mundellI thought after the elections that things would quieten down that I would be able to check Twitter in the morning and not start the day with “FFS”.

How wrong can you be?  Yes I know I should stop checking so early on in the day (and looking for a picture of Mundell didn’t improve my mood either.)

This morning I was greeted with this gem for the Scotland Office

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Once you pop…

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You can’t stop – as the ad for the addictive snack with no nutritional value states. That’s how I am once I start on the Labour Party.

I made the mistake at the weekend of venting slightly and so instead of dispassionately watching them slide over the cliff edge of irrelevance with fingers scrabbling for purchase, I am now constantly irritated that they are still making the same mistakes over and over and over AND OVER again. Continue reading “Once you pop…”

Ever decreasing circles

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The state of both UK Labour and its Scottish branch office has been written about extensively, and I have tried not to add to the clamour.  What with all the new faces on the lists for Holyrood, the behaviour at First Minister’s Questions yesterday and finally a peach of an article in the Huffington Post today, I can’t hold back any longer; I’m afraid this may be a long one. Continue reading “Ever decreasing circles”