There were no nominations this week so I’ve done what any self-respecting editor would do and imposed my own nominations on you all. This week’s RoundUp consists of
ten 16 of my favourite blogposts this week, chosen with a little help from Ellen over at In a Bun Dance (with whom I appear to have in common, an occasional coup of a house).
So, for one week only, here are a few of the Burdz favourite blog things. And a diverse and wonderful gallimaufry they are too.
First up, Scots Whay Hae! who posts a great round-up of his own, of good choons from Scottish bands in the last month and a review of the new Iain Banks’s novel, which made me want to rush out and buy it. So I did. And you’ll do the same (I hope).
Next, a great blogpost from Is there a Plan B? on the environmental trials and tribulations of nappy provision and what to do with them (you might want to eat your breakfast before reading this one). Ah, the guilt of motherhood, tis a wondrous thing.
There’s always something of interest and plenty to raise a smile and even, a laugh out loud moment, over at the Ben Lomond Free Press. I was tickled by the poetry on offer this week, and more especially being reminded of the importance of friendship.
And just to take things a mite more serious, one of my essential reads every week is the lovely Audrey Birt’s breast cancer blog whose most recent missive encourages us all to visit Scotland more often.
They say a picture paints a thousand words (or something like that). Sarah Rooftops’ blogpost this week is no exception. Not a word beyond introduction is needed to tell the story of a big event in Aberdeen this week. Superb photies.
But if it’s words you’re looking for, look no further than Lallands Peat Worrier. There are plenty in his treatise on devolution and the social disunion of the United Kingdom, but every one is a winner. Warning – this blogpost will make the wheels turn furiously. Not to be tackled with a hangover.
Also offering some very wise words this week is Love and Garbage, who displays a distinct lack of local election fever and whose experience explains eloquently why apathy reigns. The Reid Foundation also visits the issue of voter disengagement and decides that it isn’t the people who are broken.
Visiting Rangers Tax Case has become a regular feature in my blogging world, despite carrying no torch for Rangers (I won’t extend this metaphor for fear of inviting opprobrium to the pages of the Scottish Round Up), because it visits the parts of this saga the MSM are incapable of, or do not wish to, dissect. This week, the Miller preferred bid. Lanced.
Bright Green Scotland continues to deserve its plaudits as one of the most thoughtful and creative political blogs around. 20 Ways to Change the Way We Eat promoted the wonderful Fife Diet’s council manifesto which we should all promote to whichever colour of council we end up with.
Finnish lessons were the order of the day over at Another Side of Lesley Riddoch whose podcast discusses a fabulous Nordic Horizons event which considered Finland’s approach to education. A must listen for any parent or teacher tearing their hair out.
Being a political anorak, I’ve rather enjoyed all the blogposts dissecting and analysing the local council election results. Dispatches from Paisley has a very tidy summation which captures it all really. And a fantastic post from Moridura looking at media commentators’ responses to the SNP’s performance. Guess what? They all had lots of measured things to say. Not that you’d know if you visit some other Nationalist blogs (which won’t be linked to here).
There’s a very honest and painful dissection of the Liberal Democrats’ pitiful performance last week from Gavin Hamilton (the View from the Hills). Ian Smart, who makes me laugh probably more than is proper, also has a far from triumphalist look at Labour’s performance.
And finally, my least favourite blogpost this week. My ain round up of all the council results. Ach, it’ll take a couple of hours I thought, it will be a scoosh. And interesting I’m sure to somebody somewhere.
Ha! Thanks to the BBC’s decision to do something bizarre with the results and gains and losses, it was the worst twelve hours of my life. First drafting, then checking and re-checking, then changing, then apologising to everyone everywhere. Never. again. And no you can’t have a link to it.