My research on my family line recently took me to Silkstone, near Barnsley. In the 11thC church building, amongst a host of fascinating items, I found a tribute to a man whose name I had known, but had almost forgotten. If you take time to read through the text on this board, you will see that there was more to Barnsley lads than playing ‘nipsy’ or ‘knurr and spell’. Also, let’s see how many readers spot the grammatical error in this tribute to a remarkable mind.
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How sorry I feel today for all our fine young people who never knew life before the ‘Monnet Menace’ reared its ugly head –
Sometimes we know not how to pray
When doubting flesh obscures the view
Thus hidden, faith is shackled too
And pretty soon we’ve lost our way
But faith, though shrouded, listens still
For that small voice to stir the soul
The Word which says ‘Be strong, stand tall’
To bid us fast and pray and thrill
at what the g-ds will softly say
Lifting the veil, revealing Light
When darkness with the Truth would fight
a single candle wins the day
‘Some trust in chariots and some in horses, but we will remember the Name of the Lord our G-d’ – Those whose faith is not in material things will be supporting the government as they wrestle to lead us through this testing time. Psalm 20:7
“Come down between 7am and 8am” they said, a time-slot aimed at helping us owd folk get a fair share of what’s still grabbable, so I did, and arrived at 7.10am – to find 500+ motor vehicles in the parking spaces. Watching the crowds of sprightly ‘seniors‘ (‘I’m shopping for my gran!‘) silently shuffling around in store ‘S‘ last weekend, I was reminded of the days just after the mad Austrian decorator had been dealt with (yes, I AM that old) when my mam sent me to the local shop about fifty yards from our back-to-back. She had sent me for margarine, but the lady behind the counter whispered “Run home, love, tell your mum we’ve got butter!”
Perhaps the time is not far away when we will be issued with Ration Books – after all, it worked well last time around, and, remember, you can always swap coupons with your neighbour…
Is our present public panic apropos the pandemic an overreaction or are the nations of the western hemisphere once more being sleepwalked – squeezed – into the mould of the NWO megalomaniacs? I don’t like coincidences, so, when it turns out that the Wuhan source of this critter comes via premises which just happen to be owned and controlled by the world’s favourite octogenarian, George Soros, then my suspicions are roused.
Friday January 31st 2020, a date written into the history of this proud nation as our ‘Bye bye Brussels EU‘ date, was also the date on which the first two COVID-19 cases were confirmed via the ‘StayCity – Apart’ hotel in Old York UK. Perhaps its release was planned and timed to add fresh impetus to the desperate wriggling of the Brussels bunch, as they try to keep alight the flickering embers of the ‘United States of Europe’ whilst throwing up the now usual ‘demands’ – what is it this time – establishing their own ‘level playing field’ and thereby funneling us into a One World Order? How proud I am to belong to a real nation, made of sterner stuff and better pedigree than the bogus Brussels EU and its phoney ‘citizenship’.
We may assume that a man who has already ploughed US$100m into ‘remainer’ organizations will never stop trying to subvert true local democracy. By the way, have you noticed, we don’t seem to be getting many details of similar cases on the African continent, do we?
I publish again the analysis by Munish Sharma of their fantasy, originally posted in November 2019, but still as relevant now, as then..