November 2021
Well, that was a bit of a turnaround last night, wasn't it? I don't think Boris was expecting that! I wonder how long the expeditionary force is expected to stay. I heard that they were planning on leaving by Christmas, but you can never tell with these continental types, can you? Still, it was good of them to bring food packages and medicines. My aunt was saying how the very nice Dutchman who is billeted with her gave her a packet of licorice. She'd have preferred a few vials of insulin, but beggars can't be choosers, eh?
December 2021
I'm filled with gratitude for the fighting spirit of the Yorkshire Republican Army, who have put aside their differences with the Mancunian Militia to harry the governor of the Northern Province. The government must have known it would be a provocation to install a Dane to that position. People have long memories in that part of the world!
I'm also grateful for the Scottish passport which arrived in the post at the end of November. It's amazing how simple it is to suddenly "discover" previously unknown Glaswegian forebears. I'm surprised the whole country hasn't caught on, tbh. Och aye the noo, as I think one is supposed to say.
I was sorry to hear about the outbreak of cannibalism in Wigan, though, especially considering that there wasn't even a shortage of food. Apparently the people there just like the taste. "Northern Soul Food", they call it. Nowt so queer as folk...
The people in the Southern Province, on the other hand, have taken very well to occupation, thriving on chardonnay, camembert and collaboration. Londoners, in particular, have been enthusiastically flying the blue flag and singing Ode to Joy with unironic gusto. The bastards.
So overall, I'm just grateful to be a long way from it all. Though I will admit to having an overwhelming urge to listen to Crazy Baby and eat pork chops... mmmm... soul food indeed!
Well, that was a bit of a turnaround last night, wasn't it? I don't think Boris was expecting that! I wonder how long the expeditionary force is expected to stay. I heard that they were planning on leaving by Christmas, but you can never tell with these continental types, can you? Still, it was good of them to bring food packages and medicines. My aunt was saying how the very nice Dutchman who is billeted with her gave her a packet of licorice. She'd have preferred a few vials of insulin, but beggars can't be choosers, eh?
December 2021
I'm filled with gratitude for the fighting spirit of the Yorkshire Republican Army, who have put aside their differences with the Mancunian Militia to harry the governor of the Northern Province. The government must have known it would be a provocation to install a Dane to that position. People have long memories in that part of the world!
I'm also grateful for the Scottish passport which arrived in the post at the end of November. It's amazing how simple it is to suddenly "discover" previously unknown Glaswegian forebears. I'm surprised the whole country hasn't caught on, tbh. Och aye the noo, as I think one is supposed to say.
I was sorry to hear about the outbreak of cannibalism in Wigan, though, especially considering that there wasn't even a shortage of food. Apparently the people there just like the taste. "Northern Soul Food", they call it. Nowt so queer as folk...
The people in the Southern Province, on the other hand, have taken very well to occupation, thriving on chardonnay, camembert and collaboration. Londoners, in particular, have been enthusiastically flying the blue flag and singing Ode to Joy with unironic gusto. The bastards.
So overall, I'm just grateful to be a long way from it all. Though I will admit to having an overwhelming urge to listen to Crazy Baby and eat pork chops... mmmm... soul food indeed!
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