Life Reflective Thought-Provoking


I don’t seem to have found my 2019 Christmas spirit yet. Rushing out to buy a Christmas tree hasn’t been at the forefront of my mind, as in previous years. Bringing home a Nordmann fir and decorating it in front of a roaring fire while enjoying a glass or two of mulled wine, has always been a highlight of my build-up-to-Christmas ritual.  But an eerie blot, looming on the British Christmas landscape has been getting me down. Tomorrow’s General Election.

I’m a Yorkshire woman. British to the core but, because I live in Jersey, Channel Islands, a British Crown Dependency,  my hands are tied. Not only do I not get a say; I don’t get to vote either.

I was raised in a true blue household and, during the years I lived on the mainland UK, I voted Tory, but I’m not so True Blue any more.

Since I left the British mainland, (so near, but not near enough to vote), the internal workings of the Conservative Party have changed. In fact, it’s been on a downhill slippery slope since the ill-fated 2016 EU Membership Referendum.

The current leader of the Conservative Party and unelected Prime Minister of the Not-So-United-Kingdom is the often outspoken and pompous Pinocchio, Boris Johnson. A serial spewer of poisonous porkies, who considers himself to be above the law.

Boris Johnson commenting on…

 Burkas, worn by Muslim Women

“I would go further and say that it is absolutely ridiculous that people should choose to go around looking like letter boxes.”  Adding that, “a female student turned up at school or at a university lecture looking like a bank robber” he would ask her to remove it to speak to her.

His pal,  Trump

“I would invite him to come and see the whole of London… except that I wouldn’t want to expose Londoners to any risk of meeting Donald Trump.”

“The only reason I wouldn’t go to some parts of New York is the real risk of meeting Donald Trump.”

Voting for the Conservative Party

“Voting Tory will cause your wife to have bigger breasts and increase your chances of owning a BMW M3.”

Papua New Guinea and leadership elections

“For ten years we in the Tory Party have become used to Papua New Guinea-style orgies of cannibalism and chief-killing.”

and, Hillary Clinton

“She’s got dyed blonde hair and pouty lips, and a steely blue stare, like a sadistic nurse in a mental hospital.”

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How could you vote for someone who thinks it is okay to come out with statements like these?

The pre-election polls and the chaotic media circus leading up to tomorrow’s election suggests that Boris Johnson will be back in Number 10 on Friday. If he is, the toxic Tory flow will continue.  Is that really what the British Public wants?  To be divided and devoid of democracy in thermonuclear hypocrisy?

“Rule, Britannia! rule the waves:
“Britons never will be slaves.”

… other than to a Government led by (D̶o̶n̶k̶e̶y̶s̶) by Boris Johnson.

Bah humbug! 


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