Ruminations on Russia

I refer to myself as British rather than Scottish; believing that nationalism is only marginally worse than religion at killing people.

However, when Scotland play England at Rugby any form of rational debate is useless.

Saturday had me sitting in an English sitting room yelling at the television (it helps really) as Scotland pulled off a truly memorable victory. 18-12 in case you were vacationing on Mars over the weekend.

My man of the match; Ali Hogg - open side flanker (my old position) who gave the whole English back row a lesson in daylight burglary.

It's pretty difficult to explain to Muscovites what its like to be from a divided nation (North versus South; East versus West) of 6 million people in a country of 60 million people. Especially as Scotland is fairly unlikely to be able to manage its own economy but instead blow the lot on one huge piss up.

Anyway once a decade will do.

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