Please RT the saltire in memory of Alex Salmond the man who took us so near to Scottish Independence
Never forget our pints in the Aberdeen train station bar!
R.I.P Alex
Yesterday, I visited the cemetery to see my daughter who passed away as a baby. As I was leaving, I noticed a man, He was talking to himself, carrying a sleeping bag, and it was evident that he was unwell and had nowhere else to go. The day was hot, and I watched him take a drink from the cemetery tap in the rear view mirror
Driving home, I couldn’t get him out of my mind. Halfway there, I turned the car around and went to a food shop to get him some fish and chips along with two drinks. When I returned to the cemetery, he was still there. I gave him the food, and he asked me if I was his Aunt Stella. I tried to ask how he was doing, but he was often off-topic, clearly struggling with his health. Yet, he was polite and gentle
Not gonna lie, I did cry
How did we get here? How did we return to a time reminiscent of the Victorian era, where vulnerable people are left like this, In all the political posturing and noise, where is the care and support for the most vulnerable?
As I left him, I realized I never asked his name. I wondered how long it had been since someone called him by his name, a basic form of recognition, acknowledging his humanity
📹the sleeping bag on a bench in the rear view mirror
"Ride with Larry" is an amazing documentary. Watch this scene as retired police captain Larry Smith, who has Parkinson’s, tries medical marijuana for the first time.
Do you remember, nine years ago today, when our unionist chums persuaded a majority of Scots that the UK was a stable country where decency, human rights, respect for the rule of law, internationalism and standards in public life were cherished?
Seems a long, long time ago.