Wee Ginger Dug

It’s coming. You can feel it in your bones. You can smell it in the air. You can almost touch it. Things are changing. Things are developing. The seeds that the British establishment was so convinced it had buried in 2014 are germinating. A tightly coiled bud that has been guarding and maintaining its strength and its energy is about to burst, fed and nourished by hopes and expectations. It’s been well manured with the dung of a British state that doesn’t care and doesn’t care who knows that it doesn’t care. We’re reaching the end of a stormy winter and the green shoots of a better country are about to sprout. A movement is about to make a move, and when it does this land will change forever.

It won’t be political parties which change Scotland. It won’t be national leaders or organisations which transform it. It will be…

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