The mighty M and S Bank Arena in Liverpool was built at a cost of £164 Million. Would you believe that £50 Million of the funding came from the EU? This is just ONE example of ONE city in the United Kingdom that has benefitted from EU funding. So, please remind me again... why are we leaving?
With just 41 days and counting... nobody said leaving the EU was going to be easy, but nobody said it was going to be a complete musical hall farce either.
I've learned by experience that one misconstrued adjective about a leading politician, even in jest, leads to the loss of hundreds of Social Media followers. And where would we be without our Social Media friends?
As Brexit looms, hard or soft, who knows? It is very tempting to let rip about how I feel about the UK leaving the EU. I live in Jersey, Channel Islands, our rock nestles off the coast of mighty France. So close you can almost smell the freshly baked croissants. If I shout, bon matin tout le monde from our north coast, I can expect to hear a rallying cry of bonjour mon ami echoing back across the 14 mile stretch of La Manche (English Channel) that separates us. Jersey may not be politically entwined with the UK, but I feel we are bracing ourselves for less of the bon accord we have so enjoyed for many years.
My mother always told me never trust a man wearing a Liquorice Allsorts shirt ... I can't believe that I was too tired to tune in to Question Time last night and missed all the drama. Question Time heckler and boorish twat, Steve German, who loves the sound of his own voice, was ejected from... Continue Reading →
I'm exhausted. I have been up all night. I have square eyes and know the names of almost every constituency in the UK. As the drama unfolded, 208 women were elected as MP's, compared to 195 in 2015. Particularly inspiring as yesterday marked the 104th anniversary of the death of the militant suffragette Emily Davison.... Continue Reading →
Today is the UK's General Election Day. Tucked away in Jersey, Channel Islands, I still consider myself 100% British, despite my true blue British blood having been diluted with a little of my feisty Greek grandmother's. Although born in Yorkshire, I don't get to vote in the UK Elections, because I have been... Continue Reading →
How can anybody turn their back on Climate Change? It is happening. You cannot escape from it. You cannot ignore it. It is not about making the best business deal, it is about making plans for the long term preservation of our planet and every single one of us have a part to play. Nobody should be exempt. For someone who boasts about making his country great again, President Trump's extraordinary decision to pull out of the Paris Climate Agreement is beyond belief.
Paxman tried to completely out speak Jeremy Corbyn who took it all in his stride, even if an exasperated Corbyn had to say 'Let me finish!' too many times. Paxman seemed to tone it down a little for Theresa May, but managed to descend to the murky depth of name calling. Blowhard was well out of order. So, whilst I am on the subject of name calling Mr Paxman, boorish and windbag have just sprung to mind.
Delighted to hear that the European Parliament has decided to take some action against Janusz Korwin-Mikke but not sure if a temporary ban and suspension of his entitlements is sufficient. If he is to continue in his role as the Polish MEP long term he needs to ditch his painfully outdated and misogynistic views. Brava... Continue Reading →