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Wings Over Scotland

The patron saint of North Britain 132

Posted on November 30, 2016 by

St Andrew is of course the patron saint of ALL of Scotland. He doesn’t belong to the SNP, or to nationalists, but to everyone in the country.


So it hardly even seems worth pointing this out, really.

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The green and pleasant land 198

Posted on September 30, 2016 by

The Daily Telegraph just released a video called “100 Reasons Why Brexit Was A Good Thing”. It listed them to a soundtrack of “Jerusalem”, the same song that closed the Labour Party conference earlier this week with its stirring ode to just one of the four nations of the United Kingdom.

We’ve saved a few of the highlights below, just in case the Telegraph should delete the video in a fit of sanity. We’ve also added one fake one. See if you can spot it.

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Shortbread-tin nationalism 249

Posted on September 03, 2016 by

When you choose to declare to the world that you’re not actually a country but just a small region of someone else’s, this sort of thing will happen.


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The Unsackables 196

Posted on May 08, 2016 by

Shoulder to shoulder 142

Posted on February 27, 2016 by

The dogged determination of Scottish Labour to insult the Scottish electorate is a source of constant slack-jawed astonishment to us. Over the years we’ve lost count of the number of times the party’s politicians have effectively said “People are just too stupid to vote for us”, in the apparent belief that abuse is the way to win back support.


But it’s not always so overt. The subtler ways in which the party treats voters like morons include the assumption that people’s memories only go back to yesterday’s newspapers, and there can surely be no more stark illustration than its recent adoption of the attack line that the SNP are standing “shoulder to shoulder with the Tories”.

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The sunshine of socialism 162

Posted on October 30, 2015 by

We’re big fans of socialism ourselves, so when a number of delegates at the Scottish Labour conference today, including UK leader Jeremy Corbyn, revived an old Keir Hardie line we were quite excited.


We just thought it’d be more fun than this.

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Why we won’t give up 161

Posted on September 19, 2015 by

One year ago today.

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The Persuader 257

Posted on September 18, 2015 by

Nobody else is going to do this, so we’ll do it ourselves.

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She lives by the river 147

Posted on August 01, 2015 by

Michelle Mone, the fake-tan-and-diet-pills tycoon who threatened to leave Scotland if the SNP won the 2007 Holyrood election (but didn’t when they did), then threatened to leave if Yes won the referendum (but did when it didn’t), now lives in a very expensive flat by the Thames in London with a lovely view of Tower Bridge.


And boy, does she ever want you to know about it.

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Heartless, clueless, reckless, voteless 272

Posted on March 20, 2015 by

Because we know you love a conference gallery.


Here’s the Scottish Lib Dems in Aberdeen.

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To gaze into the abyss 287

Posted on March 07, 2015 by


Posted on February 11, 2014 by

We always feel a bit bad when we point out in the interests of reality that Labour isn’t going to win the 2015 general election, because notwithstanding the fact that they’re only actually about 1% to the left of the Tories, 1% is still better than nothing.


And as we’re having a bit of an Ed Miliband day today, we thought we should do something constructive for the millionaire leader of the People’s Party for balance, so we’ve put together a nice picture gallery of Not Very Red Ed to show how at ease he is meeting members of the public, and how if he gets elected he’ll be closely in touch with the concerns of ordinary hard-working people.

Take comfort, readers. The Milibot 3000 is ++ ON YOUR SIDE ++.

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