January 2012
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Slightly worried about coronary thrombosis, having consumed a bit of a fry-up for breakfast, but putting my trust in statins, aspirin and beta blockers, I set off on Shetland Life business this morning, camera in hand. First a wee jaunt to Eshaness, and then the half-hour climb to the summit of the White Grunafirth above…
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This song is not entirely straightforward. It’s neither nationalist nor anti-nationalist, but it does play with the notion of being ‘English’ in whatever you count as ‘Scotland’. I don’t consider Shetland, where I live, as culturally Scottish, for example. I was born in Carlisle. In England. Within a year of that signal event, my parents…
