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I have decided to abandon posting purely on a Sunday. I have no idea why. Possibly just to irritate everyone on a more regular basis…
Tomorrow, April 23rd is St. Georges Day.
St. George is the Patron Saint of England (and yes I know he’s also the patron saint of Ethiopia and numerous others along with cities such as Milan but they don’t count…so there)
I draped my St George flag out of my bedroom window as is my wont at about 2pm this afternoon.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you” said The Management (aka the wifey aka Carol)
“Why not?” I asked in innocence.
“The council have sent a letter around saying it will be considered racially intolerant due to the number of ethnic groups in our area.” she replied.
Do for me!
Out went the flag.
At 3pm (I kid you not. Only 1 hour later!) there was a ‘ding dong’ on my door bell.
I opened the door to find a Sikh and another Asian gentleman wearing one of those funny little cap things that muslims occasionally wear.
They introduced themselves as ‘Mr Singh’ (have you ever met a Sikh not called Singh? It’s either a bloody large family or there’s some inter breeding going on here) and ‘Mr Abdullah’ from Hillingdon Council.
Hillingdon Council basically run the local stuff. They’re local politicians who sort out local issues. Transport, local taxes, etc etc etc.
“Would you please remove your flag” said Mr Singh.
“No” I replied quietly and reasonably.
“It may be seen as offensive to some.” added Mr Abdullah.
“Bollocks.” I replied diplomaticaly. (Well, alright, it wasn’t diplomatic but this is me talking)
I then smiled in a friendly way and shut the door.
About ten minutes later a pretend policeman arrived. ‘Pretend’ policeman are ‘Community Support Officers’. Basically, they are police with a lower salary who wander around trying to look important – it’s a long story.
I opened the door.
“Could you remove your flag please sir?” he asked politely.
“No” I replied reasonably.
“Sir. We have a lot of ethnic groups living here and some may find it offensive.” he explained like he was talking to a small child.
“Officer?” I asked
“Do I actually look like I give a shit?”
My flag is flying proudly….gently swaying in the breeze.
There’ll always be an England.
Trust me, I’m (originally) from Oldham (scene of the worst race riots in Englands history….and NO…before you start, I wasn’t there at the time).
Happy St. Georges Day for tomorrow.
I am very proud to be a beacon of light amongst the politically correct morons who will never defeat me and take my country away from me.
You want to live here? I’m flattered. We are indeed a tolerant country.
You want me to adapt to you rather than you to me?
I’ll show you the White Cliffs of Dover and drop you off the edge.
Until the next time I want to irritate I bid you good evening from The English Empire. (Well, let’s face it, all the officers were English. The Scots and Welsh were just cannon fodder so in reality, it was The English Empire. So there. Good grief! That vodka bottle can’t possibly be empty already!)