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A Bonfire of English Vanities

english-bonfire-vanitiesOn Saturday it was Bonfire Night in Blighty. Yes, that spectacularly English version of the traditional festival at the onset of winter. While the rest of the world has Samhain, Hallowe’en, the Day of the Dead and others, the English celebrate a failed attempt to blow up the Houses of Parliament, otherwise known as the ‘Gunpowder Plot’.

Thirteen men, led by one Robert Catesby, smuggled 36 barrels of gunpowder into the vaults under the building. On the 5th of November 1605, Guy Fawkes was arrested attempting to light the fuse. Continue reading A Bonfire of English Vanities

The English Don’t Wear Kilts

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Pic: Rod Fleming

I have begun wearing kilts again. I used to do this years ago but, erm, passage of time rendered them, uh, too small. Alack, the Fleming waistline now oscillates between 36 and 40 and those distant days of 32waist/32leg are long since departed. However, last year I bought a few more and now I wear them pretty much every day. And when I’m not wearing the kilt, I wear tartan trews.

Now what could possibly have spurred this aberrant behaviour? A sudden dose of ‘alt-fashion’ in the old fool’s noggin? A passionate longing for the owld country? Simple homesickness? Senility? Continue reading The English Don’t Wear Kilts

The Brexit Mirror — cracked from side to side

Brexit mirror cracked from side to side Rod FlemingThe Brexit mirror cracked from side to side under the weight of simple, sheer reality this week.

The fissure in the Brexit mirror began to appear when Norway’s Foreign Minister told the world that no, the UK could not re-enter the European Free Trade Association (EFTA) just because it fancied the idea. The UK was a founder member of EFTA but left as a condition of joining the then EEC in 1973. Re-entry, however, would require unanimous approval from the remaining members and Norway is agin the idea. It’s not the only one to show reluctance. Continue reading The Brexit Mirror — cracked from side to side

Brexit means Brexit. But not really

brexit means slumpTheresa May, the new Prime Minister of the United Kingdom, has said, several times now, that ‘Brexit means Brexit.’

The problem is that nobody is quite sure what that means. It would appear that even Ms May is somewhat vague on what Brexit means.

Does Brexit mean what the likes of Redwood and Cash mean, or legions of other purple-headed Blimps, or the undereducated oiks who are their foot-soldiers? Does it mean severing all ties with Europe? Does it actually, as we discussed in last week’s Friday Politics, mean ruining the world’s 5th economy, in the name of xenophobia? Continue reading Brexit means Brexit. But not really

Swivelly-eyed Brexit panic.

swivelly-eyed- brexit-panicThe first signs of widespread panic amongst the UK’s hard-right, swivelly-eyed Brexiteers have begun to appear.  In our last Friday Politics we pointed out that Brexit, as promised by the triumvirate of swivelly-eyed-ness, Johnson, Gove and Farage, is dead. It can’t happen. Now that realisation has got through to those whose eyes  are usually so swivelly they can’t read a Daily Mail headline.

They’ve figured out that they were blindsided (it’s the swivelly eyes) and they’re livid. Beside themselves. Last Friday, probably after he had read my piece,  Bill Cash, a person whose eyes are so swivelly we wonder how he drives to work, broke the ranks. ‘Brexit must happen,’ quoth he.

B-b-b-but Bill, is there any doubt? Surely…I mean it’s only been a month since the Phony ReferendumContinue reading Swivelly-eyed Brexit panic.