And the Lord said unto Kevin let him who hath his own willie make all the decisions
He can write, like a Higher English and RE student with a thesaurus and, of course, a wodge of high church belief. Read and be dumb-struck as St Kev the Labourite sees religious fervour all around his old-time manhood [‘Keep your heid son’ anchors in square brackets. You’ll need them]: ONCE [upon a time in Bathgate?], when it operated as a mature political party, the SNP was known for its hospitality to strangers. At times, in the heady aftermath of the 2014 independence referendum, to attend one of their conferences was to encounter evangelical fervour. “Welcome! Come away in! Have … Continue reading And the Lord said unto Kevin let him who hath his own willie make all the decisions
