Edinburgh's Citizen of the Year? My nomination - and there are hundreds of thousands who'll concur – is Steve Cardownie. The man who's calling for the heads of tram firm TIE, specialist in gridlock and getting up the noses of the vast majority of Edinburgh residents.
Such is the guddle, the "pandemonium" the transport firm have Edinburgh in – with the very real prospect of more to come – that Councillor Cardownie wants their supremo out on his backside and he suggests he takes the rest of his crew with him.
Gr
eat idea. And not before time. We never do get the crew's names or faces. Duckers and divers. They've all crept into this generously-paid job in their stocking soles.
Just like the game plan itself to encumber the city with trams – with the City Council's endorsement – was covertly introduced to an unsuspecting public.
So yes, all power to Mr Cardownie (Citizen Cane?) who knows and respects what the man and woman in the street want.
They want to know now, why wasn't such a gigantic affair put to a referendum?
Not too late, though, dear readers, to call for a referendum to have Gallagher and his gang turfed out on their bahookies.
Face doesn't fit It was something I always wanted to do," says Fiona Bruce of the Antiques Roadshow, where she's now Michael Aspel's successor.
"I thought 'why would anyone give it to me?' When I was asked to do it I was amazed."
So was I. Fiona, I've given you every chance to settle in and, call me sexist if you want, but you're not quite up to it.
Mike hosted it for so long and did it so well that, somehow, it looks more like a job for a male. That is, for someone with authority.
Fiona's telling us her one big unfulfilled ambition is to be a rock star.
It's not too late at 44. Prefer to see you surrounded by guitars and drums rather than antiques.
Afterwords . . . . . "I'm very approachable. If people talk to me in the street, I talk back. It's like they know me – and in a way they do. We've all grown up together," says Twiggy, and I well know where she's coming from.
The full article contains 378 words and appears in Edinburgh Evening News newspaper.
