The Scots vote for their Parliament, wondering how much they want London to be their patron saint. Anyway they feel bolder, more modern and different.
Angus Robertson stands outside the Tesco supermarket on Nicholson Street this afternoon. It doesn’t take long for him to take off a yellow safety shirt and slip it over his black jacket so that everyone can see what’s behind him: the mighty one for Scotland. Strong for Scotland. Definitely better. That is his promise.
Robertson, 51, arrived in white sneakers, jeans, and a campaign in the south of Edinburgh. He goes from house to house throwing tracts in the mailboxes. If there is no mailbox, he rings the doorbell and waits for someone to open it. If not, he continues. It’s tedious, but sometimes fun. Since it’s the last week before the election, Robertson goes out twice a day for hours.
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