This is a column about trees and deer – it doesn’t end well for Bambi.
This election is a dollop of Caledonian Antisyzygy.
In 1985 I flew from Dublin to Boston return for £400. If I did it today, it would cost a bit less.
Dear Jeremy Corbyn,
Here come the stories. The Tories tell one about how splurging public cash and acting tough on crime will make this a better land. The Conservative plan looks more like throwing money up against the wall, to paraphrase Boris Johnson.
The lights are going out all over Britain, smothered by ego and stupidity.
You can travel by train from Scotland to Ho Chi Minh in south Vietnam.
Apparently indyref2 will happen next year.
Labour will surely lose any general election, and Tory prospects are a gamble, but there is a general agreement the SNP will triumph.
Last night Britain fell through the floor.