That is a question every Nationalist of a certain age can answer.  I wish I could tell you that I was at the Hamilton Count!  Alas, however, I was 3,000 miles away in Dover, Delaware.  I had joined the Party in Ayr two years previously – but here I was in bloody Delaware when all was happening for the SNP!  However, it was world news, and I remember NBC covering Winnie’s triumphant train journey to Westminster and the tears of joy were running down my face. I returned from exile the next year and things were still buzzing with Winnie taking Westminster on single-handedly!  IRead More →

I saw someone on Facebook the other day saying “how hard” it was to be a Nationalist since the General Election result!  Some people don’t know what “hard” is!  The “hard stuff” has all been done over many, many years.  We are now in the situation, where over half the Scottish population thinks that Independence is inevitable.  Compare that to when I first joined the SNP. My first General Election was in 1966 – unfortunately we did not have a candidate running in Ayr (I had to spoil my paper!) and our National share of the vote was 5%.  The following year, of course ,weRead More →

Well, jings, crivens, help ma Boab, another Election!  And here’s me thinking, “now is not the time!”  Theresa wants to be the absolute ruler!  Chairman May we presume!  “The country is coming together” she says, “but Parliament aren’t united.”   Obviously she and her dastardly Brexiteers are not great believers in a parliamentary democracy.” Let them dae as their telt,” seems to be the way forward in Toryland. What a jolly wheeze, let’s have no opposition.  It must be the SNP opposition that’s worrying them, as the Labour Party has been about as useful as a chocolate teapot when it comes to holding the Tories toRead More →

We have just arrived home from our annual visit to the beautiful Philippine Islands.  Breakfast of mangoes every morning and perpetual sunny skies.  Envious or what?  Of course that is not the whole story – leave the gated communities of the wealthy and witness the poverty suffered by so many of these lovely people.  Children beg at traffic light stops, they sleep on the streets. The “lucky” ones live in make-shift homes lining every highway. Such absolute poverty seems pitiable and disgraceful to the Western eye.  Beyond giving a few pesos to the beggars there seems little that can be done by the tourist. FeelingsRead More →

It’s that time of year again when we say goodbye to the old year.  I have to admit it will be difficult to raise a toast to 2016.  Politically speaking it has been a roller-coaster ride with more downs than ups!   The highlight of course, was the SNP winning our third term in Government at Holyrood.  The team played a blinder and the electorate rewarded us yet again.   The low points however, vastly outweigh the highs.  Brexit – you all know what that means – it means Brexit?  Don’t worry – no one, least of all the Tory Government, knows what it meansRead More →

A Nation is ultimately judged on how it cares for its most vulnerable citizens.  For most of my adult life, as a Social Worker and as a Politician, I have worked with, and campaigned for, the vulnerable in our Society. People with disability, the elderly, those living in poverty, have all been important challenges which I have addressed as best I could.  Sadly, I often felt that I was armed with a sticking plaster to cure a cancer!   My bottom line, however, has always been to save the children.  If that sounds trite or corny, I make no apology!  Not only is it ourRead More →

So goes the old song.  There has been nothing “easy” about living through this past summer after the result of the Referendum on June the 23rd.  To watch the Tories at play in Westminster you might well think nothing much has happened!  In spite of the damage they caused with their “jolly wheeze” of  the Referendum – the great Tory Roadshow continues on its merry way –  checked solely by the magnificent SNP Group at Westminster. It seems that the sainted Theresa – she who reluctantly stepped up to the plate to aid her Country in time of crisis, is not quite so selfless asRead More →

Well, that’s the end of summer (what summer?)  Be fair, the kids went back to school and we had a few days of glorious sunshine – it was ever thus!   Summer is usually the dull time for us political junkies, but boy, has this year been an exception.  We have been deafened by the sound of dragging feet from the Tories following their Brexit debacle (what a jolly wheeze that was!)  To add to the seasonal delight, the “once great” Labour Party have kept us all amused as they publicly beat themselves to death.  As if this was not enough for us sad anoraks,Read More →

As I watched David Cameron announce his resignation on the morning of the 24th of June, the words of an old childhood game came to mind. Do you remember playing Hide and Seek? When you were about to be caught, you quickly crossed your fingers and said “keys no het”. That is exactly what Cameron was doing after the EU Referendum result. To put it another way, in words I often heard as the social worker at Kilmarnock Sheriff Court – it wisnae me, I wisnae there, a big boy did it and run away” That “big boy” was of course Boris, and run awayRead More →