The thoughts of me and my dog who used to be Harvey, but is now George, who is Harvey's great-great-great-great-nephew.
Tuesday, September 16, 2014
Scottish devolution and my nose
I woke in the night and my nose was whistling. It kept saying (or so it sounded), 'Vote yes, vote yes.' For goodness sake, I'm not even Scottish. And if I were I wouldn't be told what to do by my nose. Large though it is.