The
yes-no debate in Scotland is reaching a crescendo, the polls showing a close
race, politicians of every colour clearing their diaries to head north. This
seems likely to help the yes vote. Most of the Westminster ‘big beasts’ are thoroughly disliked, even despised, by the Scots. Threats
from big business are coming with increasing regularity, Alex Salmond sounding
more like William Wallace as he raises the banner against intimidation. Perhaps the clans will rally to The Saltire
but they won’t need to march. Salmond is
sure of a win whichever way the vote goes. Party leaders are already promising more powers to the devolved Scottish
government in their efforts to influence the ‘no’ vote. Then we have the saviour
of the world, Gordon Brown, coming up with his offering, but where does that
leave the poor old English. Significant
differences already exist in the areas of social care for the elderly and
university fees. When shall we have some
form of devolution for the English? At
present, Scottish MP’s can vote for legislation that only affects England,
university fees a classic example. So
controversial legislation that doesn’t affect their constituents can be pushed
through with no downside for them. It
must be time for a version of devolution for the English by restricting the
measures Scottish MP’s are able to vote on.
We’re
almost beginning to feel sorry for François Hollande. Former girlfriend, Valérie Trierweiler, has
just published her memoir, Merci Pour Ce Moment, the first publishing run of
145,000 sold out in days. Needless to
say, François doesn’t come out of it too well.
A committed Socialist, to quote the man himself, is said by her “to
despise the poor”. At least in the UK,
socialist politicians just avoid coming into contact with them! Hollande’s popularity in France continues to
go south and now his judgment has come into question. Who in his right mind publicly dumps his high
profile girlfriend and expects to walk away unmarked? “Hell hath no fury like a
woman scorned,” etc, etc. A lesser-known girlfriend might have cut up his
suits, but Valérie had walked the corridors of power and knows how to shred his
reputation!
The horrifying murders of hostages in Syria
continue, with governments seemingly helpless to stop them. Negotiation with fanatics is impossible and
our main hope is that the key players in the murders will eventually face
justice. If they go to trial, hopefully
it will be in Iraq, with an ending similar to that of Saddam Hussain. In the meantime, we still await the Chilcot
Report in the hope that it gives an insight into how we went to war in Iraq in
the first instance. We’re not holding
our breath. RIP Chilcot seems the most
likely result.
We’d bet that Sean Wright would have
disappeared from his job and the media by the time we got back from our
holiday. South Yorkshire’s police and
crime panel passed a vote of no confidence in him while we were away, but still
he hung on. Maybe he didn’t know about
the vote since he left before it was taken! As a regular visitor to auctions, I
now feel qualified to put an estimate on being shameless. £80/90,000 with no reserve sounds about
right. As I complete the blog I’ve just
heard the announcement that he’s finally resigned. Now the pressure can migrate to other guilty
parties who have been protected from the media by his profile.
We learned a new word this week. Anthrozoology studies the interaction between
humans and animals. We learned the word
due to a report that suggests pet cats are becoming stressed due to modern
life. Dr John Bradshaw claims that cats
may be terrified when living in close proximity to other cats. One solution he proposes is keeping the cat
indoors. I applaud the suggestion and
plan to share his advice with several neighbours. It will have to be several neighbours since I
can’t be sure which of their little darlings keeps crapping in my borders.
A new invention of note this week; a mesh
pouch that sits in your tea cup and collects the pieces of biscuit that drop
off while you are dunking. Adrian thinks
it’s great but we don’t think it will help him much. We can generally tell what he had for lunch
by glancing at the front of his shirt!
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