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April 26, 2004
St George's day marked.
The Tewkesbury Town Crier proclaims St George’s Day and the festivities to be enjoyed.
I am delighted to report that, at least in my part of the country, St George has been remembered in style. A voluntary organization spent most of that day handing out roses and accepting donations for a cancer charity, a St George Pageant had been staged in the town, including a march down the High Street, and a “Dragon Slaying” on the Abbey Lawn.
I confess that I am always tempted on these occasions to hold up a placard proclaiming Dragons to be an endangered species and myself to be the Dragon Protection League, but I have not yet had the courage to do it. The first several florists I approached for a rose all said they had sold out – that they had failed to foresee the demand, so I battled to get one – eventually buying a small bunch at a filling station and distributing them to colleagues – to ribald comment as you may imagine – but we all had a rose!
I hope Mr Blair and his Islington Intellectuals have taken heed. They have stirred a far deeper pool than they supposed, and the English are now stirring in return. So far it is good natured; Tony and his cronies better hope it stays that way. Their pathetic attempts to pass it off as a “passing phenomenon” related to the “England football and rugby teams’ successes” is proof, if any were needed, of just how shallow and out of touch these people are.
They may have a real dragon to deal with if they continue to ignore and deride the English. After all, we pay the piper.
Posted by The Gray Monk at April 26, 2004 01:08 AM