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Archive for November 1st, 2006

It’s not just a flower.

Posted by Big John on November 1, 2006

At this time of year every politician wears one, every TV newsreader wears one and so do many ordinary people throughout the country. So why the bloody hell doesn’t Camilla wear a poppy during her holiday official visit to Pakistan with Charlie ?

Well according to some ‘flunkie’ … ”It kept catching on the scarf.” … when she wore her ‘designer’ Islamic dress. Oh dear ! What a terrible calamity !

Almost as bad as catching your tunic on  … “the old barbed wire”.

 If you want to find the old battalion,
I know where they are, I know where they are.
If you want to find the old battalion,
I know where they are,
They’re hanging on the old barbed wire.
I’ve seen ‘em, I’ve seen ‘em,
Hanging on the old barbed wire,
I’ve seen ‘em, I’ve seen ‘em,
Hanging on the old barbed wire.

An extract from a song sung by soldiers during the 1914-18 War.

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