Brexit Means…

Brexit Means...

“Mum, ah want a Cheesestring.” “Eh, wit’s the magic word?” Chantelle barks at her daughter. Chloe looks at her mum with the kind of disdain only a hungry, petulant pre-teen can muster and says: “Please?” “Aye. Disnae matter anyway, we cannae afford cheese noo. Ye know that. We’ve no hud cheese in months.” “Why’d ye … Continue reading Brexit Means…

A Love Letter to the EU

A Love Letter to the EU

I still remember the morning it happened, when I found out we were separating. We’d been together for quite some time, and — like all long-term relationships — we’d seen some vertiginous highs and some tumultuous lows. But for the most part, we were solid, we were steady. “Strong and stable,” one might say. At … Continue reading A Love Letter to the EU