Let's celebrate next year in traditional St George style . Drink ouzo, have a few stuffed vine leaves, smash the plates then dance a lot. St George was Greek, so let's not get carried away.
Instead, let us mourn the passing of our native Dragon, hunted down and eventually butchered by a religious zealot, bent on destruction.
By eating beef and flicking the Vs at passing Frenchmen, apparently. Huzzah !
I am not sure why I have a blog as I could never keep a diary going past February when I was a kid,its just written for myself-a way of making sense of what's in my head,and sometimes not as I can't always say exactly what I want as you might guess who I am!Its a random mix of my obsession with clothes,men and ranting about the world's halfwits.
5 comments:
where I live.... east of the city, white stilleto land!... there is St George bunting in the High street and there was a procession on Monday Night!
we're trying to resurrect it!
Thats goo I think,we should try and make it more of a special day.
Let's celebrate next year in traditional St George style . Drink ouzo, have a few stuffed vine leaves, smash the plates then dance a lot. St George was Greek, so let's not get carried away.
Instead, let us mourn the passing of our native Dragon, hunted down and eventually butchered by a religious zealot, bent on destruction.
By eating beef and flicking the Vs at passing Frenchmen, apparently. Huzzah !
fantastic blog.
wow,thanks Emma!!*blushes*
MECS,thats not the point-its just a day to be proud of England and could be just a bit of a fun day.
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