By Jason Michael
ANOTHER ANNOUNCEMENT from Nicola Sturgeon this morning. Like so many others in the independence movement, I dragged myself to a screen to watch and listen in cautious anticipation of the news we have all been waiting for; a date for the next independence referendum. On getting out of bed, I tweeted that this was either going to be the best Friday or the worst Friday. Hearing that we would be again going to the polls to decide on the constitutional future of Scotland would knock the fact that we are being torn from the European Union tonight right out the park. Another fudge, another call for gentle persuasion and patience would leave us with nothing but an ugly Britain’s lager-soaked hangover and a taxi charge for soiling the backseat in the morning. Everything hinged on what Ms Sturgeon had to say, and it wasn’t great.
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