Monday, 14 September 2009

A Narrow Nationalist Battle.


I haven't blogged for about a week so I thought I'd have a go after the wee one went to bed.

Monday, 7 September 2009

Who's Iain Gray?


To all you pedants out there Smee, I know it should be hanged; in the first instance anyway.

Friday, 4 September 2009

Pusillanimous pissants.


I haven't been posting lately.

Chez Conan is currently hosting a multitude of grandbairns.

Alright then, it's just two of them, plus parents.

But one of them is a two year old...the dogs are hiding under chairs, you can't walk two steps without treading on Lego, and all the females in the house are worshipping at his wee feet.

I'm writing this in the dead of night, knowing I've got three or four hours of computer time without going into bloody ceebeebies...

Did something happen at the wee Parly? Missed it.

I know a lot about Waybuloo now though. Perhaps there isn't all that much difference.
Somebody who thought he was going to die in prison, stood up and said:
"The Scots made the right decision".
Thanks Nelson. And Robert Anson Heinlien for the title .

Sunday, 30 August 2009

Scrape, scrape, scrape


If it wasn't so annoying it would be funny; if it wasn't so funny it would be annoying.
The brazen anti SNP bias continues; count how many times "Could be" "probably" "perhaps"
appear in any SNP articles, after headlines stating the positive.

~~~~Update~~~~

It seems instead of employing journos, the Hootsmon is haemorrhaging them; Hardeep Singh Koli and Ewan Morrison are both gone.
I particularly liked Ewan's farewell knife in the ribs...
"The verdict is in: all the time I thought I was being hip and radical I was working for the enemy."
Couldn't agree more Ewan.

Tuesday, 25 August 2009

The difference


This was a "cartoon" in an American publication...guess which words are mine.

Monday, 24 August 2009

Whisky, whisky everywhere and not a drop to drink

It seems to me if Scots are Boycotting Diageo, and the septics are Boycotting Scotch, then Diageo is in the position of a girl invited to a footballers hotel room...going to get a spit-roasting.