Ankle improving. Last night I lay with my leg up, ankle iced, listening to Radio 4, as the results of the Scottish referendum came in. I listened for hours, as I realized I didn't want Scotland to go, but I didn't want the smug toffs to win either. Conundrum.
The result came in 45% Yes 55% No. You stay, brilliant, but that should send a clear message, right? You would think so, though Cameron's smug, this is settled, no re-runs, and my pants have stopped filling face, doesn't fill me with hope . Hope for him that is, we are going to be just fine. Nice to still have you with us Scotland, now stitch them up on the deals they threw out, whilst they were panicking.
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