Today, 300 years ago, the last Scottish Parliament was held before the union with England.. They had to wait a fair while for it to be reinstated, but it has now, so hooray for them.
What about us then?…..
Apparently, if they gave us our Parliament back, the sky will fall in, all the glaciers will melt, the anti-Christ will be born and the four horsemen of the apocalypse will be searching out all patriotic Englishmen to do them in - and there would be a hell of a lot of unemployed Scotsmen roaming the streets of London….
You see, an English Parliament ain’t as easy as it sounds, apparently it would be ‘dangerous’, ‘wrong’ and ‘anti democratic’…. Apparently, an English Parliament would be a conundrum wrapped in an enigma, stuffed down the back of Falconer’s builder's bum….
The greatest minds in the world – and Simon Hughes have been deliberating, ruminating, vacillating and prevaricating in an attempt to solve the riddle. Not for us the ancient Greek model of democracy that works virtually everywhere else. No, we’re having last year’s bargain basement ideas thrown at us in a never ending paper trail of invective and bluster….
From this simple soul’s perspective, it ain’t that hard to solve. But then again, I haven’t got the brain of a planet have I?