All take, no give

Following on from my earlier post about Cameron living in the past and addressing a nation that no longer exists, the following story is a perfect example of why.

Council bans blackberry picking

We’re being coralled and taxed, herded and limited in action and thought. This government shows no sign of easing up on restrictive measures and the Grand Repeal Act, which, before the GE, we were told could be going through Parliament within weeks of them being elected, has yet to appear. The Enbeobee Syndrome is still rampant (New Boss Old Boss) and it’s time this government was made to realise that the status quo just isn’t good enough.  All central and local government employees who have ever been on a cultish Common Purpose course should be taken to a secure establishment and de-programmed.  All these made-up, spur of the moment rules are killing the country and choking us.

People of England – get blackberrying!

O, blackberry tart, with berries as big as your thumb, purple and black, and thick with juice, and a crust to endear them that will go to cream in your mouth, and both passing down with such a taste that will make you close your eyes and wish you might live forever in the wideness of that rich moment. How Green was My Valley

The taste of an English Autumn
Heaney: Blackberry-picking


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