baNANA You don't have to tell me. I was on the streets marching and took along Mr absent who had never been on a protest march before. The last timer
was my mother's 92nd birthday and I explained why we were going to march and that I had organised a plate of sandwiches, some hot soup and tea in Thermoses for her. "Dear God, my dear," she said. "I hope there isn't a war." If we'd had a wheelchair, she would have been there too.
I think so much goes back to "9/11". Of course, that was a terrible thing. I was surprised by how upset I was when flying into New York some while later by the gap where the twin towers used to be. But the US and, indeed, the West, have seen that as a seminal and defining event. So much these days is seen in the light of that day – a man with brown skin and a full beard boarding a plane is regarded with suspicion. France has outlawed facial coverings (clearly a law directed at Moslem women not protesters who wear masks). Them and us has become the norm.
Farage, Reform, their plans, why bother?
Ha! Ha! Haaaaaaaaa! An OBE in exchange for the State Pension?



