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Delusion and Confusion as Hard Brexit Looms!
Before 2016, how many of you reading this had been drastically affected by decisions made by the European Union? Not many I bet and the truth is, most of us have probably benefitted from it in some small way (food standards, cleaner beaches etc) but not really noticed it to any degree. When I voted last year, to be honest, I did it on the basis that in the month leading up to it, there was nothing I could find that warranted making ...
We Want Our Polluted Beaches Back!
One of the great things about leaving the EU is that we will be able to get our sovereign beaches back from unelected bureaucrats who hate Britain. Right up until 1998, our brave boys fought hard against EU regulation on cleaner beaches, showing true Dunkirk spirit as we battled to save our sovereign right to pollute our shores with turds, industrial paint, oil and various acids. When a cleaner water policy (Bathing water Directive) was ...
England’s Self-Fulfilling Prophecy
Whilst Wales and Scotland tumbled out of the World Cup and both the Ireland's go into the play-off lottery, England, much maligned and disappointing throughout, actually cruised to the finals with an 8 point cushion and no defeats. Qualifiers didn't used to be like this and although England were often as turgid as they are now, there was real drama in qualifying. Remember Terry Butcher and his bloodied head against the Swedes, and the ...
Moving Over to the Twitterside
Over the last month or so I have been gradually been moving away from the joys of Facebook and utilising Twitter far more. I always thought that Twitter was for young trendy folk too ashamed to use Facebook; however, for wit, sharp writing and excellent instant information, it is in my opinion, streets ahead of Facebook. I have also found that more and more people are not interested in Facebook anymore, which, with regards to me, is quite ...
The Alarming Duds of May!
A few years ago, I was watching England hammer the Aussies at cricket when a picture of a beleaguered Shane Watson came up on my TV screen. Momentarily, I felt for him as the barracking echoed from the stands and his lip quivered to the sporting misery that was unfolding around him. I have a terrible trait for taking pity on people who have previously inflicted misery on others and the feeling I had for Watson a few years ago emerged once ...