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


Thursday 21st September 2017 [early morning]



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.


Thursday 21st September 2017 [early morning]

Morning world. An early awakening, just one of those things and BBC Breakfast was talking about people still insisting on using mobile phones while driving. Sixty years ago, as a child in our first car (a solid, heavy duty metal, bullet nosed A40 Austin) it was firmly drummed into the family as a collective whole that one does not distract the driver, which not only included not talking to him but talking almost in whispers to one another. The fact that my father was an army officer and had been army trained to drive may have had something to do with it but primarily it was a "mind on your job" mentality, don't interrupt someone who is working. I remember my parents being concerned when I bought my first car already fitted with a radio. They were afraid of distractions that might cause a crash. I remember telling everyone when I bought my first mobile that I would always ignore calls if I was driving, long before any legislation came into effect. I don't think I would use a satnav were it not for the fact that it has voice directions so I don't have to take my eyes off the road. It also means I don't have to read direction signs, enabling me to be more aware of the traffic.

Saturday 16th September 2017
I was in Waitrose this after-noon when I recognised a face pushing her trolley towards me, “Hello Hilary, only the other day I was thinking our paths had not crossed for some time!”
      “I was thinking of you too, last week.”
      “Perhaps your mother prompted us?” Her face beamed and in an instant, in the middle of the fruit and vege we were of one accord. “In my house are many mansions” but across potential diversity of interpretation, implication of spiritual influence was instantly accepted.
       In our childhoods our families had lived next-door but one to one another. I complimented her on looking as if she had just come off the allotment, all hail and hearty, fresh-faced and full of vigour. “That’s Shirley, she’s the allotment one, been in Wales for some time now, I’m the animal lover but feeling my age. At a difficult point in my main work, you know I’m doing a Masters in Creative Writing?
“Yes, second or third year by now?”
       It was only latterly through our conversation I realised she was, like me, tending towards deafness. Exchanging personal health news I remembered she was in her eighties and thought she was bearing up well, especially doing a Masters. “It’s a three-decker family biography, I’m tracing four generations of our family living in the same house, you recall it is mentioned in the Domesday book?
      I had never visited their family place in Northamptonshire but remember the train journeys I heard about when they visited in August, which seemed then like an exotic journey. I thought of the first time I had to visit Kettering, a branch of the company for which I had previously worked was situated there. The station was still gas lit and I had remembered the journey on that line that they had described to me and thrilled to the historic location.
      Since then Kettering town has been rejuvenated, the printing plant rebuilt, now near to the station, the original factory being demolished as part of the town renewal and now that plant too has been closed down. In fact the entire printing group no longer exists. A small, private company played its part through some exciting times over a period of major technological change in the printing and publishing trade which, directly and indirectly had given me work through my life. Where would I be employed today, if starting a job, especially in my present state of chronic fatigue?
     In response to her “three-decker” I told her my family history had been split into two volumes. In my case it was physical mechanics. I had wanted photographs to be linked by text but the text had expanded as archives brought forth myriad memories and extensive recollections that I wanted to include, leading me into thinking the text volume would “simply” be an autobiography. It was intended as my “signing off”, leaving something of an historical note, in easily digestible form, which would tie in with similar work being carried out by other members of the family in their own way. Suddenly we were launched into an extensive literary conversation on the merits and pitfalls of writing family histories and autobiographies.
      I had already tried it twice before. Some twenty years previously I was writing a family history but because of the problem of including personal and hearsay opinions I had decided, when complete, I would then change the names and some locations and turn it into a novel.
      I had been reminded recently, through Facebook, that I had started writing an autobiography in my teens. It was a post by the local History society about William Cowper’s home in the Rectory at Berkhamsted, quoting his own autobiography in verse. It was my own reading of that in school that inspired me to write an updated version, my own autobiography, likewise in verse.
      At which point, having manoeuvred ourselves into the middle of the aisle, where they park the trolleys when loading the shelves we realised we were a nuisance to a bevy of Saturday shoppers and departed, each aware we had a lot of work to do!

Thursday 14th SEPTEMBER 2017 [morning]
A surprising gap in news but then events have related to Brexit and there have been comments on my MOVING ON page. For now, I am simply happy to promote a local initiative:

Sunday 3rd SEPTEMBER 2017 [morning]
Aah! Sunday morning and all is normal! Andrew Marr is back, Parliament resits this week. Yesterday we had advance warning of the The Last Night of the Proms at the end of this week, at which point summer truly ends. Suddenly summer has been and gone, for me it has been a good time, thank you Eternal Life for such a time.
     What is current? Statues. In so far as I am aware the Rhodes statue was the start of the controversy. History is a fact as are the countries Zambia, Zimbabwe, deriving from north and south Rhodesia, named after Cecil Rhodes whose statue, outside Oriel college Oxford was the fore-runner of the current debates about statues of southern confederacy generals in America, after the riots in Charlottesville. Society develops on the basis of learning which acquires knowledge and yet still refuses to learn. Religion and the EU are classic examples of refusing to learn from past mistakes. Properly interpreting according to the times in context is the essence.
     Cromwell is controversial. His statue is outside the mother of parliaments, the first genocist; mass murderer of Catholics but where is the Catholic church, it still refuses women the priesthood; where is God? Henry VIII, currently quoted as the precursor of parliamentary change today regarding Brexit, was a man of his times, only men could rule and he was responsibly concerned for the welfare of his kingdom and its people when he died. So the Roman pope's God decides to tear down his legitimate successor, a devout Catholic by giving her cancer.
     Devout Catholic Philip of Spain, gathers an army, builds a navy and sails off to depose her: so God aids the Protestant defence by sending a storm to help defeat the Catholic armada in such disarray they have to sail round Scotland out of fear of Protestantism. Where is Catholic Rome's authority? Where is Spain and its people? Bankrupt! Where is the Church of England? To have endorsed women priests then would have been too far ahead of public comfort but it failed to move on when it should have done. Failed to support the suffragettes when they started; failed to support women priests when the first serious debate of purportedly educated intelligent men took place in modern times. Ten years later they decided exactly the opposite but not for bishops. Now they agree women can be bishops, they actually have two now I believe.
     Where do we all stand on homosexuality? We have pardoned past alleged "sinners" as having been wilfully condemned for being "natural". Why were they previously so condemned? The ignorance of educated men called priests, just like that Roman pope who argued with Elizabeth I and God intervened against his opinion. The path has clearly been lit towards secular government based on Greek philosophy (history again) and that was a very homoerotic society.

Friday 1st September 2017 [early morning]
In the light of a recent cycling accident, cars are making less and less noise. The parliamentary review panel that reviews appropriateness of laws had the stupidity to remove bells from bicycles. If the cyclist had had a bell more attention would have been paid to him than simply yelling out. I certainly pay no heed to being shouted at as I expect better courtesy.


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.

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 based 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 pa  st 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.


Saturday 1st JULY idetity

I am delighted he demonstrates his Christian belief by showing his humility in acknowledging he's only of any use in second place.

He who blames his tools is admitting he's no damned good at the job.

Nice to have a journalist who has a trend to send himself up competently. Reminds me of one Talbot Rothwell and the actor Brian Rix who most successfully confused people as to which Whitehall theatre was providing the funniest show. Totally irrelevant to politics but a quietly amusing article.

What he is admiring is egocentricity to the point Blair filled MP seats with people following him not the party members who provided them with their opportunities. The LibDems are equally egocentric: determined to thrust their view in direct defiance of its rejection. Hawkins