Cloud cuckoo land
I was watching the Scottish news on the television the other night and I could not believe my ears and eyes when the article about the Shetland film festival, a non-event if ever there was one, came on.
While the SIC is cutting music and knitting tuition for our children, the arty farty brigade are apparently given funds to show movies to dogs!
Given that this will possibly be read by ladies and minors prohibits me from using some of the more choice expletives that would be appropriate in this case.
It is utterly appalling that money is wasted in this way. I hope there are plenty of lamp-posts around Mareel so that the audience have somewhere to commune with nature.
Much better if the money wasted on such projects was ploughed into education or the basic infrastructure of roads and transport that everyone needs to survive.
Where is the bridge to Bressay, the new Anderson High School, and the answer to Whalsay’s transport ills, be it ferry or whatever? Somewhere in cloud cuckoo land along with most of our (not particularly) esteemed councillors.