'Why do you never write anything nice about the SNP?' It’s a gripe I hear from time to time. My view is that it’s a journalist’s job to chuck bottles at whatever mob happens to have inveigled its way into power. Plus the Greens – I mean, just look at them. Still, if you’ve been … Continue reading Dazzled by data, the SNP – just like Labour – stopped talking to voters
John Donne said no man was an island. He didn't live to see the past few weeks of Shona Robison's career, which are starting to look like the last few weeks of her career. The Health Secretary was a pale sketch of doleful isolation at First Minister's Questions yesterday. As foe upon foe rose to … Continue reading Staring ahead, not in defiance but in defeat
Back in the old, pre-referendum Scotland, with its old, pre-referendum certainties, three things in life were unavoidable: Death, taxes, and think pieces about the future of the Scottish Conservatives. No commentator ever went hungry who could knock out 1,000 words on ‘whither the Scottish Tories’ by teatime. How had 'the only party ever to win … Continue reading Ruth’s long journey to transform the Tories starts with small steps here
I was very sorry to hear of the resignation of *checks hand* Arsène Wenger from *squints* Arsenal Football Club, a popular London soccer ensemble chaired by Mr Chips ever since his retirement from Brookfield. As I had, um, temporarily forgotten who Mr Wenger was, I decided to record everything I know about the moderately attractive game. As … Continue reading What I know about football
Fed up with Holyrood? Frustrated with a First Minister who jets around the globe like a head of state? Had your fill of mediocre MSPs, freedom-snatching laws and endless posturing about independence? Ukip reckons it has the answer and thinks its solution will win your vote next time round. The populist party is set to … Continue reading Whisper it, but could Scotland live without Holyrood?
It was around 10 o'clock yesterday morning when a strange orb of light appeared over the summit of Arthur's Seat. The mercury simmered to a balmy 18 degrees, Scottish Parliament catering staff wheeled a barbecue out to the garden, and sweltering MSPs cleared a freezerful of ice cream. Finance Secretary Derek Mackay sought the cooler … Continue reading A smoking gun? More like a leaky water pistol, Nicola!
My mum has never forgiven me for the time I stopped her meeting Billy Connolly. It was early 2000s and my parents had gone for a run in the car to Ballater, stroppy teenager in tow. It was a difficult time for me because I knew everything and it was my burden to explain the … Continue reading The Big Yin got it right: there’s more than one way to cherish Scotland