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Thursday, 3 September 2020
Vera Lynn - Land of Hope and Glory
Dear Vera Lynn died just a short while ago aged 103. Thank goodness she wasn't around to witness the BBC's appalling snowflake leftie decision to ban the lyrics of Land of Hope and Glory, Rule Britannia, and even Jerusalem, from The Last Night of the Proms. What a disgrace.
These are our National Songs. They are not to be messed with. If you don't want to sing them; don't. But don't stop others
We were all horrified when George Floyd was killed by American Police back in May, but the subsequent world-wide rally-call of 'racism' everywhere, and towards everything, should have nothing to do with singing traditional British songs back in the UK.
Well, I'm pleased to announce that the lovies at the BBC have changed their minds, and in the face of almost 100% outrage have decided to make a total U-Turn and allow the traditional singing. If I manage to watch it, I shall certainly be singing along. So, I believe, will Lady Magnon, and several million other Brits.
The difference between an optimist and a pessimist, is that the optimist enjoys himself whilst waiting for the inevitable! I AM that optimist!
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I was born just south of London, but for the past 50 years I've lived in S W France. I am a painter by profession, and writer by desire. Lady Magnon and I live between an ancient cottage in a tiny village in perfectly tranquil French countryside, and a bijou townhouse in Brighton UK. In France we have plenty of fruit trees, all situated amongst a view that takes the breath away, in the UK we have a handkerchief sized patio. We also have a Border Collie called Billy. I try to treat our planet with respect, and encourage others to do likewise (without preaching).
Contentment is a glass of red, a plate of charcuterie, and a slice of good country bread. Perfect!