For the faithful few who visit this blog so regularly – even when I’m not writing anything – many thanks. I appreciate your loyalty, your patience, and your provocative comments. I must apologise for not having posted for so long. This has been a function of 1) a pretty dead political period 2) a need for me to escape Northern Ireland and drink lots of great wine in the middle of rural France and 3) making a living.
However, because of item 2 I am reinvigorated and have been inspired by some great holiday reading. I’m now ready to re-enter the political blogging foray.
Now I must say that I’ve been somewhat out of the loop and have only been able to watch the BBC’s satellite news output which was 90% dominated by the News International phone tapping issue. Obviously I have been gripped in the hope that some tantalising nuggets may leak out about NI politicians whose phone messages may have been intercepted (especially the phones of those politicians who may have successfully obtained super injunctions). Alas, I have been disappointed. In that respect even the Commons select committee grilling of Murdoch & Son was a damp squib. I live in hope.
On my return from rural France I noticed the number of Scottish flags. Perhaps this has been a well-trodden path by other commentators. But I must say it does seem a tad ironic that our local “loyalists” are so fond of fluttering such a potent symbol of Scottish nationalism so soon after the Scottish Parliament elections when the Scots Nats won such a handsome majority against all the odds.
But it’s a very neat, fluttering, exemplar of how Unionism has become little Ulster Nationalism. Alex Salmond should be proud.