A bit late I know, but I've had a really busy day and only got home half-an-hour back.
I was in the magistrates' court today, really busy with many interesting cases.
Then a meeting with council officers, and finally a Lib Dem Group meeting in preparation for Wednesday's Council meeting.
Finally, home, a cup of tea, and a glass of whisky before bed.
I know it's not Burns Night but I couldn't let the opportunity pass for a verse of A Man's A Man for A' That, from the Bard:
Is there for honest poverty
That hangs his head, an' a' that
The coward slave, we pass him by
We dare be poor for a' that
For a' that, an' a' that
Our toil's obscure and a' that
The rank is but the guinea's stamp
The man's the gowd for a' that
SlĂ inte Mhath
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