1707 Bribery
Last night, after an attempt at recovering from my day trip, I headed down the long road to the Liberal Club for some Liberal chat with the fellow members of SPAM. As always the early birds were in first, as always good cheer and friendliness were abundant.
I soon stopped that nonsense.
It happened, I mention this in passing, that I was wearing a loose fitting T-shirt, one eminently suitable for the weather. I also mention in passing, for you information, that across this blue T-shirt were emblazoned the words 'Scottish not British.' This was fine in my book, and the attractive young barmaid greeted me warmly, as always, and with a smile. As I took my seat without checking my change, it is not that I trust then barmaid, it is just that I am not arguing with her, again, a comment from one senior member excited the gang around him.
"You believe in Scots going it alone?"
"Yes indeed," replied I.
At this point 'Daily Express' educated nonce across the table cried out.
"You asked to join."
This nonsense was soon put in its place.
"You can't survive without Britain paying for you." (Note the use of 'Britain' here)
This nonsense was soon put in its place.
Voices were raised, as were a chair and table or two, until the attractive young barmaid got of her seat across the way and came over and belted us.
That brought the discussion to an end.
We moved onto safer subjects.
One thing that became clear is the rising prices, with Brexit to blame, beginning to be recognised by the 'Daily Express' educated peoples. They are beginning to understand, somewhat reluctantly, that Brexit was a lie, that it costs a great deal, and they are paying for it. There remains a hope that the new liar in Downing Street will improve things, a faded hope at the moment as all agree none of the prospective leaders are worth having. It appears that we will not have a new leader until September the 5th for reasons as yet unclear, but simply to allow Boris to ruin much more before he goes.
It has to be said the Labour leader, whatisname, is bringing a motion to the House to demand his removal forthwith, using another couple of sex and bribery involving women as a reason. There is however, no doubt that they lackeys will ensure this does not succeed, even those who wish Boris out will not be enough to ensure he is removed. Keeping in with the important people is important for backbench MPs.
With Jeremy Hunt promising to scrap the Ban on Hunting we moved on to circuses. In days of yore all of us had seen animals in the circus, one member of out tribe related the abuse from anti-circus protesters as he drove to the big tent. He was frightened by the banging on the roof and screaming abuse. I indicated this was similar to the attractive young barmaid a few minutes ago, and he retorted that this mob was worse. This caused us all to gasp!
It appears a new, small zoo has opened up new Maldon. This is a good thing, for those that can get there. Maldon has seen large animals before, elephants in a circus came one year and were taken to the large pool there for a wash. The children were in there with them and all had a great time it appears. Elephants are very family orientated and would love the attention and fun water games offered. I doubt if such a thing would be allowed today, too many rules, H&S, and just generally spoilsports around to let kids have fun with elephants or other animals. Mind you in 1936 a lion escaped from the circus here as it arrived, this took a few hours before it was captured. I thought I had scribbled about this before but I cannot find the details. Most annoying. Just imagine wandering into the garden and finding a lion there!
Having debated Scotland, zoo's, circuses,' various long gone public houses, varieties of beers, and the vicars daughters wedding in Indian style on Friday (apparently last Saturday a feast was held for this, table groaning with food, as indeed were those who attended while I sat at home with a cheese sandwich.) and the taxi with the wife in had come for our noble leader, we decided to depart.
A mixed groaning as stiff knees and backs were removed from chairs, glasses trembled as tables were jarred, screeching as chairs were moved (on carpet?), and goodnights exchanged while we still knew who we all were.
And so to bed.
I appear tired today...
