Another destination unknown

Part of the day yesterday was spent crafting a few words for the Herald. They resulted in a front page headshot which was not the one I gave them, but some random thing in which I've been cropped away from a crowd and I'm wearing my gown. It looks daft. No matter.

Here are the words in full, before they were chopped by the Herald (with links to the Herald article). But after today's vote in the Scottish Parliament, the bizarre embrace of the "tremendous opportunities" of Brexit by the Labour Party, and the saga of the Deloitte memo I no longer know what to say or what to think about what's going on.

It's been an odd year, hasn't it?