So there we are, wobbling on the back foot and needing snookers, again. Same auld, same auld, and I’m not talking about the fitbaw.
The Dough-ball of Downing Street, falling over himself tae sign any sort of trade deal with anybody, anybody at all, to try and make out that Brexit isn’t the biggest economic act of financial suicide ever known to modern man, has talked the Aussies intae making an absolutely smashing deal for themselves.
This will allow them over the next ten years, and beyond, with incrementally decreasing tariffs, (eventually to nil), to flood the UK market with beef, lamb, didgeridoos and just about anything they like (don’t eat their sausages, they are minging).
This will net the canny thong-wearers billions of dollars for their economy, while the Fermers of Scotland will find themselves getting pumped out of the business, their superior produce struggling to compete with the boat loads of frozen cheap Matilda meat. (Aussie chickens are wee’er than oors tae. I’ve never worked out whether that’s a good thing or a bad thing).
An Aussie government spokesperson, hawdin the fort whilst the Prime Minister of Australia, Scott Morrison was being wined, dined and being treated for compulsive laughing up his sleeve at the old mother country, has just been on the goggle box being interviewed about the deal, and was asked the question ( I paraphrase) “But this will surely have a devastating impact on the farmers of Scotland, Wales and Northern Ireland, wont it?” to which he replied something along the lines of “ I don’t give a stuff about what happens to them. It’s Australian farmers that interest me.”
Clearly the Bullingdon Bawheid isn’t too bothered about what happens to them either.
Like the post-Brexit fishing settlement the Fermers have now been well and truly shafted as well. Is it just possible, that at last, some of them might actually stop voting Tory now, (although apparently we’ve no’ tae call them Tories anymore because it upsets the wee darlins. I can think of many a thing I could call them that probably would upset them, far worse than the word Tories) and consider a future in an independent Scotland?
If, by signing off this trade agreement (the EU, too, must be wetting themselves with laughter) Johnson thinks he can stop the Scottish wildcats roaming all over the highlands from having a wildcat referendum, even though their wee paws cannae really hold a bookies pencil tae mark the voting slip (they’ll manage) he’s kidding himself on.
Mind you it’s more than time that all of these wildcats, from the political leader at the top, strangely quiet on the subject ( I know, we’re in a pandemic she’s trying to stop us dying from, a pandemic in which many souls have perished) through to the SNPALBANIANS and the wider, non-aligned Yes Movement started tae get mobilised, and together, for a campaign.
Give us a provisional timescale First Minister, temper it with a Covid-19 clear caveat, but please give us something to work towards. Please.
Independence is normal, being governed by another country is not.
itisintruthnotforglory 
Revenge is a dish best served cold they say.
By joining the EU, good old Blighty put a stop to beef imports from Oz and lamb from NZ. Way back, this led to something of a crisis in their farming communities. So yes, the Aussies are pissing themselves laughing at the pickle Bojo has got us in and the EU are similarly racked with mirth.
All these countries dying to do a trade deal with a post Brexit Britain never existed, we knew that, but Fat Boy will continue to prostitute our farmers and food standards to the lowest bidder to prop up the myth.
The Tories simply reek of desperation and Scott Morrison is only the first in line to take advantage.
But hey remember “No deal is better than a bad deal”.
Not just the ‘witnesses’ in the Fabiani Inquiry suffering from collective amnesia.
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