Wednesday 30 March 2011: Chop chop
The coat of arms of Charles I afore the poor chap got his heid removed. Quite easy to forget that Scotland brought the unicorn to the Union; all we get on flags these days is the lion rampant, do we nut. A horny beast, the unicorn.
What about this Moussa Koussa? Seems like a rum cove to me. I think we should refuse him asylum, unless of course Kenny Macaskill decides to keep him.
Now, where was I? Ah yes, York. A glass of gamay, then the trip north, watching the darkening rim of the sea and glimpses of occasional distant lights of a small boat as the train sped on.
And so, to bed.