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Thursday 29 November 2012

Soldiers Get Strange


I am not working at the moment so I have had the chance to spend a little extra time in bed. Now even though I’m off I still wake up at virtually the same time every day, the only difference being I don’t have to go to work. This has led me to lie there some mornings recently allowing random thoughts and feelings to enter my head and today was no exception and I started thinking how as child I was fascinated by war and fighting. I expect this is a period every young boy might go through and I was certainly no exception. I remember reading Sad Sack comics and going into the local paper shop to buy war comics such as Commando for a couple of pence or maybe a shilling I can’t remember the price.


Commando magazine was still being published even as late as 2007 when it reached the milestone of 4000 editions and it’s hard to imagine how they can keep filling page after page of brave English ‘Tommies’ fighting the evil Nazi empire after all these years. I avidly read books on great military battles and military uniforms but my absolute favourite playthings were Airfix toy soldiers and miniatures. Now somewhere up in my loft I still have a large plastic bag full of Airfix soldiers and these are one relic from my childhood that I could not be parted from. They remain there gathering dust but when I was young I played battle games with them nearly every day. My Grandad used to paint them and when I saw the film ‘Waterloo’ which Christopher Plummer as Wellington and Rod Steiger as Napolean I was hooked again on the Napoleanic and Spanish Peninsular wars and I would often spend hours recreating the defence of the Hougoumont Chateau at Waterloo with figures all painted by my Grandad including the kilts on the Scottish Regiments.
 
Happy days



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Friday 9 November 2012

Death By Unga Bunga


I can’t confess that I am an expert on Politics and I never went to University as a young man but as I have moved through the decades of my life I have built up certain opinions and beliefs. One of these beliefs is that I am happy to be proud of many things (obviously not everything!) regarding the country where I live without being overtly nationalistic or where I get to the point that I distrust every newcomer to my country as a corrosive influence from outside or someone who will be detrimental to the lifestyle that I have accustomed myself too and the same lifestyle that I am sure many people enjoy, of course I do not.
 
Now what really annoys me is the way we (e.g. the government, our society ??) let’s everything be sold off for a king’s shilling to the highest bidder and offers no protectionist policies whatsoever. Lately Penguin (yes Penquin Books !! the unique and treasured Penquin Books) have been sold/merged with Random House Publishing a German company and also my beloved Branston Pickle is now owned by a Japanese conglomerate. I’ve seen HP Sauce sold abroad and Cadbury’s taken over by Nestle (they will always be Nestles to me). I have nothing against either Germany or Japan or any of its citizens I just feel passionately that these brands remain British owned and British made and then they should be sold everywhere as a purely British product. The trouble is the whole world is now seen as a global village with no borders  and apparently these outdated opinions don’t matter anymore but to me they do matter and they should matter more too others as well. I love Marmite,  Branston Pickle, Cheddar Cheese, HP Sauce, Sarsons Vinegar, choclate etc  but as a country we do not value these products and we seem quite happy to see factories and jobs move abroad  to produce these products, make huge profits and sell it back to us without a whimper of protest.
Well shame on us all I say.
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