Summary
LABOUR was wrong. Walking into work the morning after the SNP victory I didn't see one single horseman of the apocalypse. Neither were there any plagues of locusts or rivers of blood or convoys of cars with suitcases strapped to the roof accelerating towards the English Border. It was a perfectly normal Saturday morning. A discarded kebab. A few hangovers. A very Scottish revolution.
In 1989, when the Scottish Constitutional Convention held its first meetings to press the case for home rule, one observer looked at the grey ranks of churchmen, trade unionists and council leaders and remarked how ordinary it all seemed. He was told by a wiser colleague that this was precisely what made the convention such a powerful force.See the full content of this document
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Perspective: Battle Won... Now for the in-Fighting
Almost two decades on, Scotland's first SNP government is about to arrive, not with a bang, but with a bacon roll and a bottle of Irn-Bru. Scotland has changed, utterly, but we're unlikely to get overexcited about it. It's...
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