ANOTHER DAY, ANOTHER BAILOUT FOR CROSSRAIL

But it is a good day to bury bad news

No wonder our GERS figures are so bad. Scottish taxpayers are subsidising the £16bn…yes £16bn… late-running, bailout-prone Crossrail. It is, at the moment running 1 year late and £2bn over budget.

But I recall that Murdo and Wee Willie Rennie got in an awful stew when, due to bad winter weather, the Forth Crossing was a little later that had been forecast. (Although as I recall it was earlier than the first estimates which had overoptimistically been revised down.)

I’m pretty sure that, despite all the money my taxes are pouring into it, I won’t get any benefit at all from Crossrail. It’s not heading for Scotland, is it?

Of course, Murdo is a bit of a twerp.

Is there anything at all that the Conservative government (or their MPs, MSPs) touches that isn’t an out and out bùrach?

Answers on a postcard to Munguin, Munguin Towers.

 

Random Thoughts

And the unionists (in particular Alex Cole-Hamthingy) are in a fankle about there being some snagging work on our bridge? Seriously, I wouldn’t be surprised if secretly they are hoping that it falls down so they can blame the ensuing mess on the SNP. Poor excuses for opposition.

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Well, Lavery, I’d not use rat poison to get rid of us, if I were you. If we poison all the rats what you Britnats eat post Brexit?

Sounds like the Brits on Europe.

Good Lord, Jeremy Hunt, May’s Foreign Secretary, has been talking about our “shared values” with Saudi Arabia, a mediaeval dictatorship that stones people to death for minor infractions of their legal code, which is entirely based on their rather weird interpretation of the Qur’an.

I know he was stupid and unsuitable for the job, but for heaven’s sake.

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Telt!

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And he’s a bloody Cabinet Minister. He’s the Brexit Secretary that doesn’t have responsibility for Brexit, presumably because he’s too thick.

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I see the Saxe Coburgs are in the news today wasting another few million of our money on a personal affair (some minor princess who’s never done a hand’s turn for the country in her puff is hardly a state occasion)

So, just to reassure them that we are thinking of them, here’s a picture of the supremely useless tosser, Edward, beating a dog. Presumably because it’s about the level of his capabilities.

We should remember when we are spending so much money on their family weddings, just how enduring most of them are… Margaret, Charlie, Andy, Anne…  then maybe we could get the dosh paid back when they split up?

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