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UBUNTU
I am because of who we all are.
Supporting the 2012 Olympic Legacy—I WILL be positive and endeavour to maintain the Olympians' love of life and its challenges
MALALA—a statement of the failure of religion:
religion that fails to pro-actively promote the absolute equality of male and female is fundamentally immoral and unfit for decent society.
There is no longer Jew or Greek, there is no longer slave or free, there is no longer male and female; for all of you are one in Christ Jesus. (Galatians 3:26-28)
Diversity within unity and change over time is the reality of Creation. Peter Such, poet and writer (1943–)
Neither praise nor shoot the messenger: the message is all.


Peter Such

Peter Such

A view of Great Berkhamsted from Cooper's fields. 

Peter Such lives in Great Berkhamsted, Hertfordshire, England.
Formerly working in printing and publishing Peter Such is currently an occasional writer on diverse issues, as the mood takes him.
He has regularly put his views to the test of public opinion, which is how he twice ended up as mayor of his home town.
 He also stood for The Referendum Party in the UK General Election of 1997.

www.petersuch.org www.petersuch.com
Also on Twitter as Peewit2 (he doesn't take it seriously) and on Facebook as himself (Peter.Such.5)

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Friday 28th October 2016 [after-noon]

OCTOBER 2016
THE EU QUESTION

GENERAL AND COMMENTARY INDEX
THE EU QUESTION

NEVER FORGET
It was Labour and the Lib/Dems that denied us the political vote that turned commercial agreements on trade into political authoritarian diktat. As Churchill said "Trust the British people". Labour refused to do so and the Tories took too long to get round to doing so. Neither presented a competent argument.
We would have had a perfectly harmonious relationship with the EU had France not panicked over the greater empire and commonwealth that we created, for which reason they denied us earlier entry and ensured the rationality and logic we would have brought was excluded from the EU's basic structure, leading them away from proper objectives.

Friday 28th October 2016 [after-noon]
CLEAR OUT!
It is not my week. I am certainly in one of my "exhausted" straits. Various matters have come to a head. New bed coming in and it won’t fit! Fish! Intended working plans will have to be rejigged and it is not a good day! Folding single bed had been opened up in the large bedroom (currently a major stock room) to cover contingency of delays of double bed being taken out of mall room for new, rather involved, single bed to take its place. I have psychological problems there. Dreams of further hunting trophies finally laid to rest. That is a period comment and really is not my style. I hope none of my women ever saw me that way but perhaps I really am old... or neutered at too young an age!
     It is fascinating what one discovers simply by moving things. A week or so ago I bought a brown trilby. I took a shine to remembering one like it I had previously. I have just found it! Wardrobe has to be emptied of all clothes and then, with effort, moved during which operation I can't find my tape measure nor torch! Aah well, both will turn up in due course. Wardrobe got moved. Have to think of bed another way round but at least I can get it in which I could have done in the other room. Also discovered two pictures leaning against the wall I had forgotten I had, lacking wall space at that time and forgot them! Time to sleep and then reload the wardrobe, otherwise I am not going to sleep anywhere tonight but a chair!

Wednesday 26th October 2016 [morning]
PREJUDICES, PERCEPTIONS, AWARENESS
Was mine an "open" parenting? I have often perceived it to be but retrospectively it was "open" only comparatively. Less and more so than the parents of other boys with whom I was close to at school and probably somewhat more so generally than with my parents' wider social interactions. Arguably, because of the diversity of my interests, mine was a wider than average awareness but still bound in by the period's social conventions.
     As I have written elsewhere, the duty of a parent is to prepare their child to stand on their own feet and earn their way in the world that will greet them upon leaving school. Unknowing what that world may be like twenty years on, the parent needs to maintain a continuing awareness of social changes, balancing their personal interpretations and reactions so their child develops their own thought through responses, in preparation for the way the world will be, so it is able to adapt and be receptive to it. How then do we develop this extraordinary situation where nearly 8% of fans would not support their own club were they to openly employ a gay footballer? Frankly. I thought most footballers were gay, judging on the way they were all so keen to jump up on one another and enthusiastically hug. Am I simply nontactile?

Monday 24th October 2016 [morning
WERE WE IN CHARGE, COULD WE COPE?
At one time, before the EU, although not perfect—there was that idiot who pointed our guns in the wrong direction at Singapore—this country could generally be relied upon to sort things out in an organised and competent manner. I point no finger at the appalling, unchecked rise in immigration but presume the failure is ours, although imbued by the EU's general inability in basic management and the stupidity of our politicals, weak-kneed and feeblemindedly agreeing to the stupidities to which they have agreed. It is that attitude that has denuded so much of our inherent common sense and innate ability.
      Fortunately, we did not agree to the irresponsibilities of Schengren but France insisted it affects us, through its irresponsibility in accepting the stupidity for itself. Consequently, Calais accumulates people who have drifted through several countries to reach our borders which are, fortunately for the moment, in France. The reasons we are having to be there is because France is simply not up to the job.
     That these people are in France immediately places responsibility on France. That they seek access to the UK is secondary to their existence in France and therefore through France acquire EU recognition. It is from that recognition that they seek access to the UK and it is their duty to report appropriately through the proper channels.
     That their intent derives from a love of Englishness is fine and reflects our world-orientated status, which the EU's small-mindedness has been intent on eclipsing. Fortunately, it is not our style to be eclipsed! Had our own politicians not had the stupidity to abandon absolute control of our borders, in recognition of our realisation we could no longer allow limitless Commonwealth access, we would have been able to say what we might have said, "come in and lets sort you out". We no longer have that ability because we have abandoned absolute control.
     We therefore have to refer to the original cause. Defining such cause is diverse across the people but essentially lies in a failure of the United Nations. That is the authority for international intervention and basically such intervention derives from a collective failure to handle major internationally orientated criminality. Tribal frustration is best handled in the specific area. Criminal wilfulness, such as the IS/Daesh lot which, as the Daesh name implies, are pure terrorists.

Friday 21st October 2016 [evening],
TAKING STOCK
Just a momentary pause. September was a month of three weekends away and just writing that reminds me I have not made September available on the web. Interruption again! So, first a glance through my monthly notes.
     "It is difficult to get a man to understand something when his salary depends upon his not understanding it." Upton Sinclair, novelist and reformer (20 Sep 1878-1968). Notice his life dates, it seems we have been more aware of wilful duplicity than we have cared to acknowledge, let alone do something about it. I notice Raj Patel in his The Value of Nothing: How to Reshape Market Society and Redefine Democracy perceives change as coming from below, not as part of a cyclical review in the upper echelons of society.
      Fifty years ago that was thought to be represented by the trades unions but they too have got themselves stuck in an historical moulding, hence the Labour party getting the wrong Miliband to lead them and why Southern trains are incapable of rational operation. I do not dispute management is at least possibly partly culpable but I know from my experience with the printing unions, trades unions and the idea of a day's work, simply are inherently incompatible.
     "Slovenly speech is nothing new. It is to do with a general attitude of falling standards." That response was brought about by a discovered post on Facebook which coincided with a series of problems with which I had to deal throughout September, collectively driving me up the wall and further delaying an already over-scheduled autumn. I will deal with those matters shortly. For now I look at this Atos, Maximus and Capita fiasco. To quote would appear to represent the performance of all three as far as victims of DWP are concerned.
     Basically, it appears that our preoccupation with accommodating EU requirements, that do not go anywhere to meeting reality, for the last forty years has brought our civil service, accustomed to running an empire, to its knees. More over, it seems our private enterprises are not receiving young blood from a school product that is anywhere good enough to be seriously, industrially trainable. No wonder our productivity is down, nationally.
      A similar thing appears to be happening with tvlicensing.co.uk.  I've had an idiot write to me from that entity (presumably a private initiative?) stating he has no record of me having a TV licence. It apparently has never occurred to the damned fool to ask the agency that sends me my annual statement, confirming my direct debit payments for the last half century! It is after all a government agency!
     These private enterprise initiatives are increasingly of concern. They deserve full marks if they really are employing disadvantaged members of society but are missing the point if they do not realise such people need more careful supervision; or they are making money out of our prison system by employing the unemployable; or simply are out and out crooks, like that American firm who specialised in employing anyone who wasn't capable of being employed! Private enterprise initiatives are currently proving uneconomical and administrative disasters.
     Interesting that the Conservatives took twenty years to give us the referendum and then failed to allow for our rejection of the EU because the party is so divorced from the true feeling of the British people. Interesting indeed!
      "The first thing to do is to get France to manage its borders properly or have the honesty to admit we British manage things so much better and to ask Her Majesty if she would kindly once more take France under her crown, as once was the case." That was written before I discovered the DWP chaos. It would appear this country is no longer capable of organising the proverbial tea party in someone's brewery!

Friday 21st October 2016 [after-noon]
MAKING MUCH OUT OF LITTLE
The husband of Jo Cox has welcomed the loss of deposits by fringe candidates in the bye-election triggered by the Labour MP’s murder. Quite correctly the Conservatives, Greens, Ukip and the Liberal Democrats did not field a candidate, as a mark of respect to Jo Cox, leaving the path clear for a Labour win. However, nine fringe candidates did stand. Therese Hirst for the English Democrats came second with 969 votes, while BNP’s David Furness was third with 548. Paltry numbers even allowing for only 25% turn out but 86% of that turn out went to Tracy, who paid tribute to the main stream parties for not standing. It appears that some nonLabour voters voted for her on principle, as I would have done in the face of such disgraceful individual arrogance.
     I list the other candidates so their parties can be publicly shamed, including the independents as that is a personal decision and individually shameful.

  • Corbyn Anti - By Election Protest
  • Jack Buckby - No to terrorism, yes to Britain
  • Richard Charles Edmonds - National Front
  • David Furness - British National Party Local People First
  • Therese Hirst - English Democrats: 'Putting England First!'
  • Waqas Ali Khan - Independent
  • Garry Mervyn Kitchin - Independent
  • Ankit Love - One Love Party
  • Henry Edmund Burke Mayhew - Independe

Regarding Witney? The BBC described the Lib/Dems as having thrown not only the kitchen sink but the dishwasher, tumble dryer and the plumbing too at the contest. They cannot do anything like that at a General Election! Many do not bother to vote at bye-elections unless likely to cause political turmoil. Proportionately not dissimilar to Cameron's early voting power. Some 20,000 previous votes were possibly personal votes acquired through proven performance. Corbyn should not feel put out in the face of such a Lib/Dem onslaught, although his opponents will make much out of nothing.
     Tim Farron made even more nothing out of nothing interpreting a whole series of conclusions, none of which were remotely specifically relevant to the election than the Referendum question itself was more than Brexit, let's get going with getting out!

Friday 21st October 2016 [morning]
COLD LIGHT OF DAY
Fifty years ago 116 children and 28 adults died when a coal waste tip collapsed on to a school. Now approaching retirement age the survivors recall, commemorate their childhood friends, who never had the life they have enjoyed but whose lives have obviously been deeply affected by that experience. I too, often reflect on childhood friends who never made it, most for natural reasons, to their thirties, forties, fifties, sixties. What is a life span? Fifty years ago more children died naturally and by accident than today. One hundred years ago the statistics were even worse. What have I done with that half century they were denied?
     Take world statistics today. Have we really improved at all? Probably not. All that has happened is that the numbers of those suffering have changed geographical locations but the causes remain largely unchanged. I have mentioned, over the EU débâcle on my EU page, that there is a major political shift; that parliament has detached itself from its electorate. It should have been transparently obvious that the country, by weight of opinion, was for Brexit; yet Westminster seems genuinely amazed that was the result.
      Raj Patel, in his book The Value of Nothing illustrates how prices, governed by market presumptions which we blindly accept, distorts our view of the world, causing us to lose sight of true values. From an economist's viewpoint he notes the observation I had previously cited, that our professional politicians (the ones in Westminster) really haven't a clue as to what they are about, hence the Labour party leadership débâcle. It is the same undercurrent that has produced the current presidential fight in the US: someone other than Trump and Sanders rather than Clinton would have ensured the Democrats walked it. Even that would not have been a sufficient change. The 'establishment' has lost touch and the 'under class' are re-asserting their claims.
     As well as discussing our 'democratically bankrupt political system' Patel illustrates the true cost of a McDonald's hamburger: not $5 but $200! He looks at the way we are not addressing climate change and asks what steps are we taking to readjust our life-style to meet the inevitable change our reckless life=style has wreaked upon the planet.

Sunday 16th October 2016 [late after-noon]
A more normal "ill" day: just tiredness being a damned nuisance, so, let's start with a just completed, rather long email to my friend in America, which I will précis.
     I do not quote from my web’s "weekly commentary", as in fact the email became what is now this blog! So, what would I have written at the time, or sooner, had I been fit? I am delighted to find myself active on a positive note. I will not worry with the whys and wherefores, save to say that yesterday (last Thursday) was a superb autumnal day and I had cause to travel just north of Brighton to a mail order company, one Peter Christian, of whom I can only say that they provided a service of which I had been brought up to expect, as a matter of course from everyone. Regretfully, that is not the normal expectation elsewhere. I merely observe, that deterioration, to the abysmal standards that now seem the everyday, parallels the continuing descension into the mire of the EU's fog, like a Sherlock Holmes' London pea-souper.
      The run down was superb: Berkhamsted by-pass, M25, M23. Pease Pottage has been rebuilt but insufficiently. Outside of an “off day” I would imagine it easily overloaded and hell! It served for now, save the coming-in off a side road, where the run-in to the car park is too short. As a result I held back on that A road, where there is provision for sitting in the middle of the road to turn right. An articulated lorry was just able to get in on the lead-in road. A car was wanting to turn right coming out and I sat there nonchalantly, waiting patiently for the lorry to ease itself in, giving the driver trying to come out, road vision.
     Clearly not seeing to his right, the car driver pulls out, just as a car comes bombing along the main road, literally. Manages to swerve round him and stop but a few feet, head on to me. We sat there looking through our windscreens at one another, she grim (not much younger than I) but seemingly unshaken. She just drove off. It was not until I got in to the car park and parked did I myself realise that I too had just sat, totally unmoved and just shrugged my shoulders expressing, “another damned fool on the road”. Reflecting, had she not shown such superb, instantaneous driving skill, she could have driven, let alone skidded, straight into me.
     It made me think of why I wanted to share with you. May be it is age, I hope it is no premonition of an imminent departure but while I have been disappointed through my life, that my senses have shown no predilection to the spirit involvement of you and Elizabeth, I seem to be more aware, generally, of such entities. May be it is family lingering? Maybe it is just thinking of them and that past period, as I gather material together for organising family archives and preparing for my ultimate departure.
      Regardless, I saw the journey we could have made. Left towards London Colney roundabout and on to dual carriageway to M10 roundabout. Left to Watford, its by-pass towards Aylesbury but before then (Langleybury) turn onto M25, through to M23. They have now sorted out that twisting, up and down, single carriageway through the woods. It’s now straight M23 continuation to Pease Pottage, where it continues as dual carriageway through to Brighton. It was a great autumnal day and I was seriously tempted to look in on the sea but for timing. I had time to get home before traffic started seriously and I was dressed to meet a tailor, not for walking the beach!
      I had thought the jam in my home direction would have cleared. I could not see what type of accident was on the home stretch as I came down but the back up stretched three lanes wide for 12 miles, barely crawling! Returning, M25 signs said 'long delays'. I continued along the M23 to the road we used to travel. Much has changed … and much has not! Considering I was ahead of the rush hour, traffic conditions were worse. Three is schools out to four and then early office leavers start the rush hour but it seemed already to have started! Traffic direction changes lost me and I ended up on the south circular!
      I have for some time said I would not drive in London anymore but in fact I was reassured of my ability as it was really heavy traffic with which I was quite comfortable. What a journey it was in those days, forty years ago, when such journeys were handled so matter-of-factly and this morning, so wonderfully easy and pleasant but, you have to allow for that hour or two of sudden loss of traffic movement, due to an accident. Have I been away so long they could have built so much and made so many changes and yet, so many places looking unchanged!
     That was written last Friday after-noon. It is now Saturday morning, bathed and had prolonged dressing. Looking through the clothes I had bought. I’m between sizes, which makes things awkward but I now have an updated wardrobe, as I discovered the other day I did not have a day suit at all! My DJs are questionable. All of the same cloth, so I can swap trousers and jackets around. Do I need a “last buy” or struggle on? I’ve only one certain function a year but hiring is complicated without a Birtchnell’s.
      Come to think of it there are one or two other potential occasions … .  Today it is subdued blazer, too tight to do up but I have a weskit that ties in nicely, old school bow tie—something I started. I noticed at the last function I attended they have now adopted it officially as a ‘special’ from the official suppliers and it had been remembered that I started it! I had originally got Birtchnell’s (then the official suppliers to the school) to make it. He agreed, provided I bought three and he would take the risk on the other dozen needed for a weaving batch. Trousers are newly bought and shoes will do for now. Am generally very relaxed and switched out these days but suddenly I’m in the image of my father. Informal, relaxed but smart and feeling suave. A retired gentleman at leisure! Something to which I am unaccustomed, there remains so much in my life still to achieve and I will not entertain concepts of being retired!
     The occasion is celebrating 475 years of Foundation Day, interestingly itself 475 years to the day William the Conqueror landed and yesterday a new bust of him had been installed at Berkhamsted Castle, for that was where the country finally, formally surrendered, outside the gates of its then wooden fort.
     Chapel service, buffet lunch and a general wander round. Amongst the general chat a chance meeting of past Principal, another Old Boy with several others and myself and suddenly a dawning of awareness that had gone unnoticed at the time. Twenty years previously one of those Old Boys and I had served as mayors of our respective towns: he of Tring and I of Berkhamsted. There had been occasions when we had shared official duties together at Borough and being mayor at the time, there was even a photograph of me with that Principal and the bishop of St Albans, at that year's Foundation Day in the celebratory volume of the school's 475 years.
     Well, still continuing. It is now Sunday morning. Yesterday I had a wobbly moment, which is worrying but o.k. by the time I got home, when I suddenly collapsed with total exhaustion, still retained this morning but its effects are over-ridable. Rain today and quite dark but seasonally appropriate.
     Interesting day yesterday. These functions draw different mixes of persons, some seeming more anguished than myself. I seem to hold up, as have many others, while others whom one would have thought would have retained their aspects, show they are moving on in age. The school is now an extraordinary financial and administrative establishment and the calibre of the whole, way beyond me. My sister and I were very lucky to have been there. Perhaps our father’s status would have matched the salary requirements to pay the fees today but would we have matched their pupil requirements, I’m not so sure.
      Whereas I previously regarded the salary change from paid employee to pensioner of no consequence, little details creep up and I realise I am treading water. There are no further progression levels to look forward to in terms of length of service or next promotion, or job change opportunity. A gradual awareness dawns that age and time is inevitably shunting me further into the sidings at what the world is talking about for future major investments, whose completion I will not be around to see. Age usually inclines one to be against: I increasingly find myself enthused for moving on! In many aspects, these are exciting times.
     Just nipped down in the car to the petrol station for a newspaper. The Sunday Times has just published a previously written blog by Boris Johnson promoting 'Remain', as a means of working out that his ideas for 'Leave' were so much better. I could have walked. The sun is shining but I don’t wish to encourage tiredness and I have much I want to do.
      My Sundays these days are: morning prayers [The Andrew Marr Show (a personalised Current Affairs programme); Sunday Morning Live (moral philosophy debate on matters of moment); Sunday Politics in London (Andrew Neil and although “London” it is in fact world events of the moment discussed). Then lunch, forgot, so carry on for the moment without. Cheers!

Thursday 13th October 2016 [evening]
As I wrote on my EU page, I have just experienced two days of almost normal activity. Later, I will be contributing to my NHS page but for now I find I did start early in October but hit a prolonged fatigue period which started on:

"Sunday 2nd October 2016 [late after-noon]
A new month and the world ploughs on steadfastly, unperturbed. This week, the Conservative Party Conference concludes the political parties' annual reviews. I am personally hit by one of my health's regular problems, complete exhaustion, yet I have much to to do and I have to balance need/desire with due prudence not to over-do and make things worse. Very frustrating. For now, I am simply here to say I am here and still (vaguely) functioning.
     Gathered notes lead me to key points from Corbyn by The Guardian; a BBC view on Corbyn. Sexism in German politics and I query "but elsewhere"? The BBC reports on a very attractive young German politician, Jenna Behrends and I cannot help but admire her attractiveness but also the agile mind contained within. I hope she perseveres."

So, back to today (Thursday 13th October) what would I have written had I been fit? I am delighted to find myself active on a positive note. I will not worry with the whys and wherefores, save to say that yesterday was a superb autumnal day and I had cause to travel just north of Brighton to a mail order company, one Peter Christian, of whom I can only say that they provided a service of which I had been brought up to expect as a matter of course from everyone. Regretfully, that is not the normal expectation elsewhere. I merely observe that deterioration, to the abysmal standards that seem the everyday, parallels the continuing descension into the mire of the EU's fog, like a Sherlock Holmes' London pea-souper.
     Suddenly it is Friday late pm. An interesting article from The Guardian was intended to be read prior to wandering further along my Weekly Commentary path.

 

 

PREVIOUS MONTHS 
It was Labour's socialism that determined acceptance of the EU's diktats without argument because it took away their accountability for what they knew the country would not accept. All that is happening now is the rational debate Labour were not capable of holding.

PARLIAMENTARY WORK AHEAD
Boundary clarification. How many seats and what preferred size of constituency population?

Proportional representation. Which system?

House of Lords? Should it be elected or appointed and upon what classification? Originally basot only the kitchen sinked on the realities of the day: Spiritual; Legal; Defence; land ownership; hereditary entitlement.

Today? Spiritual but across the faiths (define), including pure secularism/humanitarianism (all appointed/elected by their respective churches); Legal, as is; Political (variable by proven worth, such as past ministers or retired professional senior civil servants and limited party nominations); representatives of Capital, Financial Services, Labour (all either retired or active, appointed or elected by their respective accredited bodies); Education (ditto precedents stated); Health (ditto); Other?

The whole re-viewable by a statutory committee reporting with recommendations to parliament on a ten yearly basis to cover relevance of classifications in the then current world. Modus operandi as at present.

 
 
WORKING NOTES
 
 

So how long will it all take? Sir Andrew Cahn predicts it could be 2035 - yes, nearly 20 years from now - until satisfactory deals with the EU and other trading partners are done and dusted. By which time, the current Brexit Ministers will be in their seventies and eighties!

Highlighting another failure of the Conservative party. They knew this was needed twenty eyars ago. Twemty years ago there would be less to untangle so we wld now be enjoying saeveral years of proven ability!

 

Then theeto express their eangstere is malevlent interactions fo individuals determined

 

http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-politics-37190357?ns_mchannel=social&ns_
campaign=bbc_daily_politics_and_sunday_politics&ns_source=facebook&ns_linkname=news_central

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currently rated 305th out of 330 Trusts in the country) has so underspent its funds it has decided to aid the dramatic arts by employing an actor (presumably otherwise out of work) to teach medical and other staff how to speak properly, when answering questions from members of the Care Quality Commission. Presumably, the other 349 Trusts ahead of West Herts do know how to speak proper, or is it that they know how to answer questions without providing meaningful or understandable answers?
     Only a week or two ago the same paper announced that a council NHS chief had been promoted to a more senior role to advise nationally on the running of the NHS Providers Community Services Group. In terms of community provision Herts stands up well but would it not have been more sensible to move David Law down the road to managing West Herts Hospitals Trust, looking after Watford General, St Albans City and Hemel Hempstead Community hospitals? I suppose we should be grateful that at least something works to a reasonable standard in Herts. At least my GP practice is rated 96.4% client satisfaction and is quite happy to push me into the Buckinghamshire NHS when I have needs.
     I had intended updating my NHS page but I remain waiting a response to my complaint, to an entity I do not know and of whom my GP practice had not heard (despite my being referred to my GP's surgery if I do not know what this entity is talking about). They seem keen to push me into an appointment about which I have no knowledge, especially since they have been very keen not to tell me to which discipline the appointment applies! I currently see separate consultants in odontology, ophthalmology, oncology, respiratory, haematology.


From http://www.economist.com/news/briefing/21702748-new-divide-rich-countries-not-between-left-and-right-between-open-and?fsrc=scn/fb/te/pe/ed/drawbridgesup

"In 2005 Stephan Shakespeare, the British head of YouGov, a pollster, observed:

We are either “drawbridge up” or “drawbridge down”. Are you someone who feels your life is being encroached upon by criminals, gypsies, spongers, asylum-seekers, Brussels bureaucrats? Do you think the bad things will all go away if we lock the doors? Or do you think it’s a big beautiful world out there, full of good people, if only we could all open our arms and embrace each other?
He was proven spectacularly right in June, when Britain held a referendum on whether to leave the European Union. The leaders of the main political parties wanted to stay in, as did the elite of banking, business and academia. Yet the Brexiteers won, revealing just how many voters were drawbridge-uppers. They wanted to “take back control” of borders and institutions from Brussels, and to stem the flow of immigrants and refugees. Right-wing Brexiteers who saw the EU as a socialist superstate joined forces with left-wingers who saw it as a tool of global capitalism."

A complete misunderstanding. It is a matter of sound management rendering service to the payer who should always be in charge.

 

https://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2016/jul/29/beat-terror-understand-why-explanations-attacks-nice?CMP=fb_gu

 

Tuesday 19th July 2016 [morning]
DO THREE UNIONS IN DISUNITY MAKE SENSE?

too easily associated with religious concepts, in my view, a mere division of philosophy in

 

http://www.independent.co.uk/news/uk/politics/jeremy-corbyn-media-bias-attacks-75-per-cent-three-quarters-fail-to-accurately-report-a7140681.html

 
 

NOTES:

So how long will it all take? Sir Andrew Cahn predicts it could be 2035 - yes, nearly 20 years from now - until satisfactory deals with the EU and other trading partners are done and dusted. By which time, the current Brexit Ministers will be in their seventies and eighties!

Highlighting another failure of the Conservative party. They knew this was needed twenty eyars ago. Twemty years ago there would be less to untangle so we wld now be enjoying saeveral years of proven ability!

 

Then theeto express their eangstere is malevlent interactions fo individuals determined

 

http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-politics-37190357?ns_mchannel=social&ns_
campaign=bbc_daily_politics_and_sunday_politics&ns_source=facebook&ns_linkname=news_central

I thought I would keep my notes in my head for when I arrived back home, so here I am, at my desk, gathering my thoughts. Hard graft, the mundane, necessary mechanics of living, otherwise I will not be ready to depart this weekend, which will be a touring round.
A friend’s art exhibition ends this Saturday (that’s Melvyn Warren Smith Art) for those aware of my connections, then there is another friends’ 50th Wedding celebration, open house to friends on the Sunday and family on the Saturday, conveniently near by. Stroud is not an area with which I am familiar, so that will be very much a smooching around weekend.
            Haven’t forgotten a friend’s daughter’s birthday, just sent the card to someone else, to whom I had already sent a birthday card! It was celebrated with many friends last Saturday, I was in the “ancients” brigade (it was her thirtieth) which had a very pleasant family dinner at her grandparent’s house.
Sunday was a very pleasant lunch at the 24 in Wymonham, much to be recommended. That was dutifully after church, we are a family that tags along its own vicar (he’s my cousin) and he had been invited specifically back to his childhood home church to preach, which he did most excellently. Unfortunately the water did not turn into wine and I was driving anyway but surprisingly I had to tell them how to arrange a St Clements’. I note the Alford Arms has it pre-bottled but I cannot think of the supplier’s name.

 

I thought I woulind and d keep my notes in my head for when I arrived back home, so here I am, at my desk, gathering my thoughts. Hard graft, the mundane, necessary mechanics of living, otherwise I will not be ready to depart this weekend, which will be a touring round.
A friend’s art exhibition ends this Saturday (that’s Melvyn Warren Smith Art) for those aware of my connections, then there is another friends’ 50th Wedding celebration, open house to friends on the Sunday and family on the Saturday, conveniently near by. Stroud is not an area with which I am familiar, so that will be very much a smooching around weekend.
            Haven’t forgotten a friend’s daughter’s birthday, just sent the card to someone else, to whom I had already sent a birthday card! It was celebrated with many friends last Saturday, I was in the “ancients” brigade (it was her thirtieth) which had a very pleasant family dinner at her grandparent’s house.
Sunday was a very pleasant lunch at the 24 in Wymonham, much to be recommended. That was dutifully after church, we are a family that tags along its own vicar (he’s my cousin) and he had been invited specifically back to his childhood home church to preach, which he did most excellently. Unfortunately the water did not turn into wine and I was driving anyway but surprisingly I had to tell them how to arrange a St Clements’. I note the Alford Arms has it pre-bottled but I cannot think of the supplier’s name.

Man's a complete blithering idiot. That has seriously contributed to a major socialist surge and I mean Corbyn socialism not the PLP burbled excuse for socialism as presented by too many university educated popinjays.