You can tell the civilisation of a country by how well it protects its land, and the cleanliness of its public toilets.
In between tending my own wee plot, currently a construction site and a temporary toilet, building a house in fits and starts and attracting a face scar for my effort by walking smack-bang into a wooded beam artfully lodged at bloody nose height – oh, the humanity! – I’m boning up on the SNP’s Land Reform Bill.
The Bill is presented as a means to stop exploitation of the land, and its secret ownership. Though we like to explore it by car, backpack, or hill climbing boots, it is owned by earls, landed gentry, lairds, celebrities, all for their personal benefit. They use it to shoot things. In fact, when out on walking holidays, more than taking safety equipment with you, if keen…
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