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I’m sat here this morning finding myself wondering after yet another resounding defeat where it has left to turn and how much longer it will be able, indeed permitted, to stagger on?
John McDonnell. Perhaps this award is the culmination of over thirty years of dedicated, consistent endeavour in the field but the laurels were confirmed definitively with his appearance on The Andrew Marr show this morning. Deadpan in delivery, unwavering of eye, a master-practitioner.
Marr: “Let me just briefly ask you about the Equality and Human Rights Commission investigation.”
McDonnell: I welcome it. We (Labour) are a shining example of how you tackle anti-semitism.”
Right enough, Johnny boy! Burnished to a high sheen you are, positively lambent.
That’s natural flair right there. You can’t coach that.
My eldest is due home later today for the weekend. I’ve just been up the loft and brought down a box to show her, she hasn’t seen the contents in years, her Great-Great Grandmother’s tricolour white - green - purple Suffragette sash and the toffee hammer broach inscribed ‘Deeds not Words’ that fastens it.
I would imagine you would have got on with her like a house on fire. My eldest too who must have inherited her feistiness. Just think, all three of you could have had a stick each and whacked me over the head with it.
Just booked to go back to Porthcurno, to The Minack Theatre for about the tenth time. I first went there as a little boy with my grandfather and it took my breath away, it still does every time.
If you’ve never been I would urge you to go at least once, there’s nowhere like it.
Where’s the little scamp disappeared to? I’ve been sent a photo that is supposed to be him waiting in a field outside Nefyn disguised as a horse in the hope that Liz Saville Roberts will happen along and mount him.
Is there anybody in a position to confirm or deny?
What other username does the Mater-Impersonator post under? Surely to God the oddball doesn’t just log in every day under that name and lurk like a recalcitrant turd on the cusp of the U-bend?
The famous (well known anyway, I suppose) ‘Cofiwch Dryweryn’ mural outside of Llanrhystud has been transformed overnight sending the ‘Gwerin’ into paroxysms of frothing rage!
When the locals went to bed it looked like this:
When they got up it looked like this:
Banksy hasn’t put his hand up and it’s no good looking at me, I was in work with umpteen witnesseses who can vouch for my whereabouts.
I decided to post this as a stand-alone rather than on the Brexit thread so it could attempt to reply to the comments posted by Gower, Warwick, Ebo and others who have reacted to the news of Nissan’s announcement and the point not be lost in the shuffle. You are some of this site’s brightest and best but you seem blind to what has happened here; the press, especially the pro-EU outlets seem deliberately, wilfully silent.
I’ve been waiting for the hammer to fall I was just kept guessing as to where and when for the last month. Boys, THE EU HAS CAUSED THIS. I sensed immediately what the fall-out was going to be and I was proven balefully right, up to the hilt of the dagger being plunged into the workingmans’ back.
On the 12th of December last the ink was drying in Strasbourg on the new EU-Japan Economic Parnership Agreement granting at the stroke of a pen customs-free access to the European market for goods manufactured in the orient. Within a matter of weeks we have the first announcement that new production is shifting. It’s not going from Sunderland to Frankfurt or Milan or Amiens it’s repatriating to Yokohama. How the feck could they not have seen this coming? These multinationals have sucked the public finances dry through grants, favourable rate and tax breaks and now they have been handed what they wanted all along they are upping sticks and trailing devestation in their wake.
There’s been nothing from our politicians, they are now way, way beyond useless. I’d invite you to look upon and listen to Orwell’s “rat-trap faces of bankers and the brassy laughter of stockbrokers...”
Marvellous story this - over a century after having been lain in a pauper’s grave Pte John Connolly late of C Coy., 24th has been honoured in a Legion ceremony at Danygraig Cemetery. Great work by historians Peter Hall and John Thomas in tracing Connolly’s resting place and a wonderful gesture by mason Michael Isaac in inscribing and providing the headstone free of charge.
I had to shoot up to Bristol late night out of the blue and grabbed a disc at random off the shelf to keep me company. Jimmy McCracklin as it turned out - feckin’ bouncing, fella’!
God knew what he was doing when on the fifth day he invented Brycreem, Lucky Strikes and the V6 engine!
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