We live rural, going. We live really, really rural. It's a major barrier to a lot of things. We chose this way, for it is always a choice, as are most things in life.
So what are you going to do? Because everything's frozen now, tax credits, child benefits, etc. They will be cut to pay the debts the few down in London left us with. I don't know them from Adam, but if there is a hell I wish them all eternity there. Still, there's nowt I can do about it the now. It doesn't feed me or mine or put clothes on their backs or shoes on their feet.
It's time to start thinking and fuck them. Fuck all them down in London who care nothing about us, we are nothing but Jocks who don't vote Tory. We're useless to them. Anyone who thinks otherwise is a fool kidding himself. There is only one Tory constituency in the entire country and it is in the Borders.
I'm past being angry or bitter about it. This is how it has always been here.
'It's going to happen, whoever begrudges it.' - Ann Bolelyn
There is surely a way, because I've spent so many a cold, dark night reading the books my old landlord left on his shelves, of those who lived here before.
Where there is a will, there must be a way and if not, then there is another way.
This area is suspicious of government. It is well so, our services have always been limited at best.
Things have changed so very much, but you know, there's no way I'm going to be driven out of here.
My own daughter put it best. 'This isn't just a place to live to me. This is my home. I am a Highland girl now, though I was born in the Lowlands. I am Scottish.'
So what are you going to do about it?