Just a reminder that at 1pm in the City Square, Dundee, our two football teams are holding a rally to raise enough money for big YES banners to put up outside Dens and Tannadice. It's a great example of people coming together to do something for the cause.
Finally, I know everyone who comes here also reads Wings...well, who doesn't? But I can't help but repeat Stuart's his first story of this morning. The Ukok, BT, No, Bob Orders side boasts that we share resources, pull together, are stronger together, and enjoy the best of both worlds, as part of the UK... and you know it's rubbish, but you can see why THEY think that.
So then you read something as totally unbelievably horrific as this and you think to yourself....sheeesh, well, I don't know what you think. It's probably unprintable:
“I have worked in social work for 20 years, so I am pretty hardened but we had a family come in on a Tuesday at 3pm having not eaten since the previous Friday.
There had been a problem with benefits and because it was a Bank Holiday weekend the mum had no money for food for her or her two children.
I watched the mum pick up and put down can after can, wondering what she doing, before I realised she was looking for one with a ring pull.
She ripped the top off and starting eating the beans with her hands, she was so hungry. At that point I had to go to the toilets and have a cry.”
I had tears in my eyes as I read it. This is a country that can afford to do up royal apartments and lease helicopters; it can afford nuclear weaponry, wars, royal protection squads for money grubbing ex-prime minister spivs. It can afford to commission new artwork for a house of parliament containing unelected aristocrats. It can (admittedly belatedly) build railways which attempt to emulate the French rail system. It can do anything that says...we are big, important and we have clout.
But it can't get people's social security payments to them, and leaves them for 4 days with no food.
No matter what, no child should be hungry in an oil rich, resource rich nation like Scotland.
Any decent person would want to feed that woman and her kids; would want to take them to Morrisons and buy then a cupboardful of stuff so that these children go to bed feeling fed.
But in reality of course we can't do that for all the people that this UK government has abandoned and left starving, cold or ill.
For a start most of us simply can't afford to do it... but in any case, if we did Iain Duncan Smith would simply rub his grubby hands together, cut a bit more and talk about the Big Society, while stuffing £37 worth of taxpayer-funded breakfast down his fat neck...
The story made me more determined to work that bit harder to rid our country of detritus like IDS, forever.
We have two and a half months, then we can kiss them goodbye, forever.
Who'd not take that opportunity?