I've had an idea. Scrap St Georges Day, replace it with (insert name of your home town here) Day. I don't give a fuck about England, but would happily spend a day dressed as Su Pollard, eating peas and jumping up and down to Paper Lace.
I've had an idea. Scrap St Georges Day, replace it with (insert name of your home town here) Day. I don't give a fuck about England, but would happily spend a day dressed as Su Pollard, eating peas and jumping up and down to Paper Lace.
In a desperate attempt to find some cultural gift that Lancaster has bestowed upon the world I consulted Wikipedia and discovered that the city's most famous living native seems to be James Beattie.
I would be brandishing a Thermos in tribute to the old factory, shouting "You're fired" at Amstrad employees and formenting peasants' revolts. Possibly whilst training an elephant. But no one famous comes from my town (except me, obviously).
What's wrong with celebrating Englishness? Anything to wrest a sense of national identity back from the BNP and UKIP.
I was out on a picnic with some Catholic mothers last week (It is a club I am subscribed to) and one of them was pregnant and said she wouldn;t mind a girl
One of the others said "Ooh there's a new saint, he's very good" and produced the saint's card which the other one then rubbed over her stomacg.
Leaving aside any theist/atheist debates about the inherent silliness about this and the odd thing that saints now havebusiness cards, I was also amazed that this saint, St Charles of Mount Argus dies only just over 100 years ago and there is a photograph of him
Admittedly, it is a great photograph but do the Catholics want to comment to me on how they are playing a bit fast and loose with their saints now. Even the miracle doesn't sound hugeley miraculous
I have to admit that I didn't halp the picnic debate about him being a bit too contemporary by referring to him as St Charles of Argos.
Fuck me! I never knew Jimmy Clitheroe, Nic Owen and Sir Roger N-word were all saints.
PS Forgive me for not celebrating St Jordi's day. Found out last night (polling card arriving) that the BNP are standing in my ward for the 1st time ever. Then today had their 'St George's day special' leaflet through the door.
Still, as long as it keeps Billy Bragg and Mark Perryman in work.
To celebrate "Yateley Day" a la Nishlord's idea, I'd have to run 400 metres while singing Hands to Heaven before nailbombing a gay bar.
I think I'll pass.
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