Munro with cancer #175
14:30 – Meall Chuaich (M214), 3120ft, 951m
Chemotherapy is a bit of a rollercoaster. Continue reading “The first cycle”
The first cycle
what does not kill me makes me stronger
Month: March 2019
An open letter to Brexiteers from Scotland
Some information for readers in England and elsewhere who believe we are better off outside the European Union.
Usually, this blog is written for a readership of Scottish independence supporters, a majority of whom support Scotland remaining within the EU, just as a majority of Scotland’s voters as a whole supported remaining within the EU. This article is different. It’s intended as an open letter to those, both within Scotland and elsewhere in the UK, who voted to leave the EU. The argument made in this article is not a intened as a warning, it’s not meant as a threat. It’s simply a statement of the consequences of what you voted for if you voted for the UK to leave the EU. You’ve also voted to end the United Kingdom.
Those of us in Scotland who voted remain, which is a large majority of the electorate, often hear leavers tell us that the UK voted as one country and so it shall leave as one country. That’s your…
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Time to act
The lines of engagement are clear; this is a fight against fascism, not in another country on the other side of a border, but at home, within the borders of this benighted kingdom.
On the wireless this morning, Jacob Rees-Mogg referred to the DUP as the guardians of all things British and said he would not abandon them during the coming parliamentary shenanigans. Continue reading “Time to act”
Chemotherapy, messenger awesomeness and the night
As I described in a previous post, the regular pain killing and cancer suppressing medication turns the night into a serious challenge. Nobody will be terribly surprised to learn that with the addition of chemotherapy medication, nighttimes have become extraordinarily difficult. Continue reading “Chemotherapy, messenger awesomeness and the night”
Perfidious Albion #2
Article 50 of the treaty holding together the European Union was created by British exceptionalism.
It’s (still) shite being Scottish
I am not the only one evidently getting into trouble from idiots who believe that bits of the full content of the rant from which the name of this blog is taken is somehow offensive.
Perfidious Albion #1
British empiricism functions to allow whatever is happening now to remain unscrutinised, with the effect that Scottish affairs are marginalised, while allegedly unscrupulous practices of so called custodians of the rural economy never appear in the press.
At the time of writing, Wikipedia introduces its article thus:
Perfidious Albion is a pejorative phrase used within the context of international relations and diplomacy to refer to alleged acts of diplomatic sleights, duplicity, treachery and hence infidelity (with respect to perceived promises made to or alliances formed with other nation states) by monarchs or governments of the UK (or England prior to 1707) in their pursuit of self-interest.
How much longer can we put up with this mess?
I have had enough now. The Wee Ginger Dug on the button as usual.
Westminster is in chaos after May’s deal suffered another catastrophic defeat. Scotland’s voice is being ignored again. The BBC cut away just as Ian Blackford was starting to speak TWICE in the same day. A UK representative explained to Nicola Sturgeon and Michael Russell that they were “not bright enough” to understand the Brexit deal.
We’re being insulted, sidelined, ignored, and taken for granted. This so-called union and its failing institutions are failing Scotland, even on their own terms. Remember all the grand promises made to Scotland by Better Together in 2014, remember all the fine words and honeyed voices, and compare them with what has actually been delivered. Remember them the next time that opponents of independence promise a fine future for Scotland within the UK.
Here Scotland is, teetering on the brink of a British made catastrophe, and parts of the Scottish press prefer to print warnings against…
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Snake oil, medicine and the exclusion of nature
Inexorably, history moves on. The trick is to find a way of joining in, of being the change, participating rather than being swept along.
Chemotherapy begins today.
More of that as this post proceeds.
Continue reading “Snake oil, medicine and the exclusion of nature”
Medication, collateral damage and the night
…. an addendum to mountains, messfam and mindfulness
Nighttime is the worst.
Continue reading “Medication, collateral damage and the night”
It's shite being Scottish 