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“A nation that destroys its soils destroys itself. Forests are the lungs of our land, purifying the air and giving fresh strength to our people. ” (Franklin D. Roosevelt)

June 2, 2017

And so, dear listener, for those of you who know what I’m talking about (and indeed for those of you who don’t know what I’m talking about) at the time of writing this, I still have no news. And I do leave the house (off-rota this week) not long before the postman is due but that old trick doesn’t work.

So let’s talk about things that are actually happening. 😉

The Court Case is happening so that’s me at the Sheriff Court on Monday morning.

I am defo going to Oban in July but I won’t say exactly when just in case…… 🙂

Not only is accommodation booked but I have now booked train tickets and yes, Debbie from my work, I do realise how little (probably nothing) going by bus would have cost me, but I like going by train. It’s basically a long weekend with hopefully a couple of trips to wee islands just off Oban. And completely forget about work (altho’ we do have a project in Oban).

Now, should I take a Kindle or real books? Probably real books and just leave them for the next people who get the room. 😀

I have been to/passed through Oban many times including a visit to Iona many years ago for the BBC when I was shown around the Abbey by Lord George MacLeod himself and did my share of chores with the Community itself. His later TV obituary was called Glory to God in the High Street and I was really proud of my researcher credit on that one.

And then there was the death of John Noakes.

A wee while ago, I and the Good Dr W did Go Ape in Aberfoyle which involved zipwiring, rope-ladders up trees and rickety walkways between trees and would I do it again? Probably not, as I’d know when to be scared this time.

This is a wee clip of John going up Nelson’s Column with no harness but with his cameraman having gone on ahead. John had to do the top bit twice as the sound recordist didn’t quite get the quality he wanted. I’d do the zipwiring again but not that final rope ladder! Never! Nor the cargo net!

And finally, the blog and me on social media have remained election free but with just hours to go, I felt I should say something. So here it is;

Not only am I not sure who to vote for, I don’t know what to vote for as nobody is agreed as to why we’re having a General Election and what the issues are.

Theresa May called this election three years early because she felt we needed strong and stable leadership in Brexit talks and has said nothing other than platitudes all along; Jeremy Corbyn has done okay in the old trench/class warfare but was let down badly (on his days off) by sending along his lieutenants Diane Abbott and Emily Thornberry who spoke platitudes which they didn’t understand; SNP supporters spoke of what the SNP would do for education and health (without seeming to realise that they should already be doing something about them at Holyrood) and it must be hard for Nicola to realise that her dreams of a second indyref are drifting further and further away; the Lib-Dems are nice but much less focused than they were under Charles Kennedy at his best (62 seats) and this week sees the second anniversary of Charles’s death; and the Scottish Greens are nice locally but I have no idea why they’re standing in three seats in a UK election.

I’ll make my mind up on the day. And on the day I will decide to vote for Pam Duncan-Glancy. She’s quite recognisable. She describes herself as the ‘only wheelchair user in the election’. And she’s Labour. And I’ve seen her outside Hillhead Subway Station. And she’s the sister of the girlfriend of a former student of mine.

Tioraidh, still wearing that badge and still keeping it simple.

Iaint850, wishing everything in life were as simple as a General Election.

In the midst of all the campaigning you might have missed a wee report from the Care Inspectorate which looked at the work carried out by Scotland’s twenty-nine Alcohol and Drug Partnerships – made up of local authorities, health boards, police and drug and alcohol agencies.

It concluded that ‘the majority of operational staff were very positive and confident in demonstrating that they worked well together to improve outcomes for people, families and communities.

‘(However), local councils and health boards must do more to reduce the stigma and create the necessary conditions to successfully embed a recovery philosophy.’

It was an American organisation called The Faces and Voice of Recovery that was the inspiration for the subject of my Master’s – four years ago this Summer. I still have all my notes and printed off journal articles and some amazing stories from the people I interviewed for that MSc. I wonder………

One of the reasons I’m glad I don’t work nights these days is that I don’t have to listen to the busker outside the Dental Hospital and the three o’clock drunks singing along with him with this. It’s Oasis (the proper version) …what else?

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