Swimming Against the Tide
An occasional bloggee looking out of the window at a lovely Scottish morning (although he can see a bit of England from his upstairs loo) and contemplating the next set of storms (disruption to power supplies likely,apparently) sent our way by the BBC Weather Terrorists asks how we can trust the SNP? Shume Mishtake Shurely as Private Eye might say? No Sir/Madam. His argument goes as follows: We can't trust the Weather centre since Mr Fish's famous cock up: the Scottish National Party leader is mostly a fish: Salmond; and his most important side kick (a position taken more seriously and literally in the BNP) is a complete fish: Sturgeon. And look at the Tories-most of their distaff side are old trouts; The Scottish Marxist Socialists: Red Herrings he adds for good measure and rests his case.
I am not altogether convinced by the force of his arguments although they are under study by the Hutton Think Tank-no piscine connection nor pun intended.. I doubt if a SNP revival at the polls will be apparent in the Borders but with the highly complicated voting system some unlikely candidates may slip through the net, as it were. The lurid press coverage of the antics of the Laird and his Embra domestic arrangements has done no favours for a positive view of the Scottish Parliament and some of its denizens but I don't detect much in the way of election fever in these parts nor a serious discussion of the issues. The borders and borderers are so much intertwined with our English neighbours that any kind of formal separation seems daft.
In the meanwhile our bloggee with his slogan 'Keep Fish out of Scotland' might yet have his party pick up a protest vote or two. And if he could add to his manifesto; 'And MacDonalds as well' I might even join his cabinet.