The Day Democracy Left

I write this on the evening Boris Johnstone prorogued Parliament. Some have called it the deterioration of democracy, buy why?

Mull – happy tree friends

Mull I wrestled the mini-bus across the Ardnamurchan peninsula. It was bleak outside. The windscreen wipers flapped wildly against the …

I don’t know whether the weather..

‘And how is the weather where you are Joan?’   ‘Well, Alice it has been another record-breaking day here in …

Women in Prison

I worked within offender care Sep ’16 – Sep ‘17 and have since moved to another position within the NHS, …

Frack’d

On a clear white November morning, I was driven down to the anti-fracking camp at Kirby Misperton. Situated south of …

From a barrier to a bridge: reclaiming economics a tool for change

Economics is having an image crisis. It’s all around us, and yet few of us are able to relate to …

Driving Forward with Tourism

  I drive buses; often for days at a time; carrying literally hundreds people: up and down Scotland. The movement …

The Youth Awoke..

The youth awoke from a deep slumber sounding a roaring call for progressive change here in Britain. Previous elections had …

The thin wee line between hope and fear

I was at Queen Street station tonight, waiting to get back to Edinburgh when two armed police walked past, clad …

Media Box: The Confines of Fear

In news seismic tremors shift political tectonic plates. Orgasm-inducing levels of vibration have realigned core demographics with many deprived constituencies …