Keep that old kit bag by your side. You never know when it will come in handy. Further to my alarming item the other day, we have a high-ranking soldier, shooting from the hip, who says we should bring back conscription.
We’ll need an army of sorts if, heaven forbid, Scotland goes independent. There’s always the Salvation Army as a first resort.
Former Black Watch commander Lieutenant General Sir Alistair Irwin says Scotland might have to settle for Swiss-style neutrality. “There would be a small fisheries protection fleet and an air and sea rescue service withing territorial waters.”
This should be an “honest alternative” to playing on the “international scene”, Sir Alistair conceded.
It would, too, bring greater law and order to Edinburgh’s West End at weekends.
A cracker, Jack
Do tell us, John . . . who is your nomination for best live performer in the music business in Edinburgh this, or any other, year? Jack Jones. By a mile. Nobody can hold a candle.
And, yes, Jack at the Usher Hall, short of the masterly Francis Albert himself, remains miles ahead after all these years. A few nights later he recorded virtually the identical programme, Imagine, From a Distance, She, Send in the Clowns, at the Liverpool Philharmonic with the same six-piece band.
Now available at The Jack Jones Shop at 15250 Ventura Boulevard, Suite 7110, Sherman Oaks, CA 91403 where charming wife Eleonora takes care of business.
Cracking Christmas to you, Jack. Come back soon to Edinburgh if you can.