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Showing posts with label Cherie Blair. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cherie Blair. Show all posts

Saturday, 28 December 2013

A Fine Scene


On its television coverage, the BBC as usual, reported on the traditional Boxing Day meets, accompanied by some fine footage of the normal spendid sight of horses, riders and hounds assembling for a meet. And inevitably, with its usual left-wing bias, the BBC was quick to remind us that (apparently) a majority of the population is in favour of a continued ban on the sport, a ban introduced by the loathsome Tony Blair supported by his repellent wife (who was reportedly shocked at the sight of a (dead) fox being 'torn apart' by the hounds).  Of course the hounds 'tore apart' the fox; that's their job - duh!

I have seen the result of fox activity - the bastard vermin got my chickens in France...

No doubt the Blairs (and I suppose the BBC) would be highly supportive of the scheme to re-introduce wolves into rural France in the interests of conservation.  Has Mrs Blair seen a sheep torn apart by wolves?  I doubt it.  And the furious shepherds are of course not allowed to shoot the vicious predators which damage their livlihoods.

The world is bloody-well upside down and I for one hate it.

Until the next time - and if you think that this post is "reactionary," just wait for my end of year special - ha-ha!


Wednesday, 17 April 2013

Lady Thatcher's Funeral

As I wrote last week, thousands of words will be written and spoken on this subject.  I have raised it solely because I was pleased to see that the Viscount Carrington was present.



I mentioned him in a post here in 2008; (I am sorry that half the text in the original has disappeared; blame it on HTML. The second gentleman in this article was a French banker who though entirely innocent, resigned immediately following the appalling acts of certain of his staff). 

Lord Carrington was for me, the epitome of the disinterested aristocrat, a type which  thanks to disastrous experiments with taxation, democracy and socialism, now is more or less extinct.   Look on, Mandelson, Blair & co. and weep.

Sic transit gloria I say.

Afterthought:  I noticed that Mrs Blair has finally found some manners and managed to wear a hat.

Until the next time