No more Public Schools

October 9, 2019

So the Labour Party wish to abolish public schools like Eton, Harrow and Rugby. My God! What will become of those like Reginald Baliol Brett, 2nd Viscount Esher, who had a (not so) secret obsession for Eton boys? Those ‘golden laddies’ provided the inspiration for Brett’s small book of verse, Foam.

With a single stroke of Comrade Corbyn’s legislative wand, these inspiring young men will be no more! Can such a move be anything other than catastrophic? Like the closure of Punch, that once famous but now defunct weekly periodical, these things are symbolical of what makes Britain Great. That and the much-demonized Trident nuclear deterrent…

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Diary 29th February

I feel sorry for Jeremy Corbyn. Collectively we love to criticise our politicians. It’s become something of a national sport. We complain about their lack of honesty, their “troughing”, their disengagement with reality. Yet when Corbyn shows himself to be a man of conviction, he’s attacked by all, pilloried for acting in a way he has always acted. The man, if nothing else, is consistent.

He snubbed his party’s pro EU campaign to attended an anti Trident rally.

MP John Woodcock suggested: “His choice is symbolic of his obsession with changing our policy on Trident over our ability to make a coherent case on the most important issue facing the country for a generation.

“It will make many in the party worried that he has not been entirely straight with Labour members that he has dropped his long-standing opposition to the EU.”

Michael Dugher, sacked from the shadow cabinet last month, reportedly claimed: “for Jeremy to share a platform with many of Labour’s political opponents and denounce what is still Labour Party policy is quite frankly barmy.”

But throughout his long Parliamentary history JC has rarely toed the party line; why would he start now?
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The EU has become this moribund, growth-sapping monolith. Our government’s attempts to force reforms touching on the UK’s relationship with the EU, met implacable opposition in Berlin, Paris and elsewhere. Hardly surprising when out “chief negotiator”, David Cameron had made clear from the outset he’d support staying in no matter what the outcome of negotiations; a situation exacerbated by the PM’s desire “not to ruffle any feathers” and consequently making few demands of the EU, and certainly none that could be described as “fundamental reforms” to get the EU back on track.

You only need to see how collectively the EU has failed to deal with or, at least agree on, a coherent strategy to handle a migration crisis of near-biblical proportions! No common ground, and self-interest rules, okay!

Had Cameron made tough demands, and stuck to his guns under an explicit and credible threat to leave, the UK could have spear-headed major reforms that the EU so desperately needs – instead he went down the path of least resistance, leaving the EU to continue on its anti-democratic integrationist path.

More smoke and mirrors.
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Very cold this morning. The cars on the drive are frosted white, windshields iced-up. I’ve been reading through Terry Pratchett’s “Nanny Ogg’s Cookbook. Hilarious. And containing some “interesting” recipes, too:

‘They say that the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach, which just goes to show they’re as confused about anatomy as they generally are about everything else, unless they’re talking about instructions to stab him, in which case a better way is up and under the ribcage. Anyway, we do not live in a perfect world and it is foresighted and useful for a young woman to become proficient in those arts which will keep a weak-willed man from straying. Learning to cook is useful.’

And herein we find recipes for: ‘Mrs Whitlow’s Artery-Hardening Hogswatch Pie’, ‘Nobby’s Mum’s Distressed Pudding’ and so many, many more. Highly recommended, boys and girls!

Perhaps the Prime Minister should take up cooking instead…?