Another year has flown by

As of today it has been more than 20 years since my brother passed away.

He would have been dismayed by the Labour Party condition but may well have embraced the SNP transformation. I shall never know.

He would still, I am sure, have been cheeky, funny, irreverent, charming and serious about facing up to inequality. I think he would have been a Teacher. He would still be thin and would have laughed at my fat belly!

All of this is supposition. He shall never be any more than he already was. Which was more than enough.