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Letters to the Editor – 3rd September 2016

The following two letters seemingly address different themes, but are in fact about one and the same thing: our Independence. The first letter comes from our contributor, “flyer”:

In Remembrance


The above picture was taken by me, on a recent trip to New Zealand, in a small village called Eastbourne, near Wellington. New Zealand is full of such war memorials and I can’t help wondering what it must be like to be taken away from such a beautiful peaceful country, to have to fight in a war on the other side of the world, it must have seemed so distant in those times.

The memorial pictured above is of particular significance to me, because most of the soldiers remembered here fell at the Somme. I can’t help wondering if any of these men fought alongside my grandfather. My grandad was a British soldier that was too young to enlist for the First World War, so he lied about his age. He was too old for the Second World War, so he lied again.

As I sit and look at this memorial, I wonder what it must be like to fight in the trenches at a hellhole like the Somme, for someone who is little more than a schoolboy. It is a very sobering thought when you realise  the hell that so many young men from Britain and around the world went through to give us the life that we’ve been so lucky to enjoy.

When I was a child, I grew up in a cottage, on a beach along the Kentish coast. I thought I was so lucky to live in England, it seemed like the best country in the world and I loved it. I realise now  that our country didn’t become the place that it was by accident. It took a great deal of sacrifice. Perhaps some of the people now demanding entry to our country would do well to remember that if you want a better life, it demands struggle and sacrifice to build it.

A friend of mine, recently visited the UK for the first time in many years: he couldn’t believe that it looked like a Third World country in places, filthy and overcrowded. He felt ashamed. When I think of the country of which I was once so proud, the sacrifice that so many young men made for us, I feel ashamed that we’ve betrayed the legacy they fought to leave us. When I look at this memorial, I think of my grandfather, the man that survived the hell of two World Wars, and it almost brings a tear to my eye.

Respectfully, flyer.

The following letter was sent to us by UKIP member Tim Hunter. It first appeared in the Yorkshire Post on the 31st of August 2016:


The latest argument from the ‘Remoaners’ appears to be: let’s have either a Parliamentary vote or a referendum on the terms of Brexit. This is nonsense and unworkable. The point is, the precise terms of Brexit will be a constantly changing picture and subject to constant negotiation. The terms may vary over a number of weeks. The precise terms of our EU exit will be the responsibility of our elected government. New opportunities for trade, and new opportunities for optimising and negotiating our new relationship with the EU, will manifest themselves all the time and need to be pursued. What are we to do – to say to people: do you accept the current terms, the latest version of which would be perhaps in a complex 1,000 word document available online somewhere? What, when we’re just about to agree a new deal with another country? Those terms can’t be put as a binary decision to anyone and not even to MPs, probably. We were told in 2008 that we couldn’t have a referendum on the Lisbon Treaty, because we wouldn’t be able to understand the document. Well, just in the same way, it would be nonsensical to have a referendum or even a Parliamentary vote on the terms of Brexit. We’ve had the referendum. The Government has been told what to do by the people. If the Government is to remain credible, it’s now the duty of Ministers to get on and implement Brexit as soon as possible.


Tim Hunter, UKIP member


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7 Comments on Letters to the Editor – 3rd September 2016

  1. Flyer, we so agree with your letter.
    My partner was about seven and lived near Chepstow. In those days there was very little parental supervision, and at weekends and in the holidays he would walk for miles, by himself, to pick up the streamers of shiny paper that he could see from where he lived on top of a hill. Apparently it was dropped by enemy planes as markers for bombers. He has never found anyone else who used to do this, but he felt very proud to be helping the war effort. It breaks our hearts that so many people sacrificed their lives so that Britain could be a free country, and every Rememberance Day we cannot bear to watch wreaths laid by our traitorous Leaders, who have so carelessly given away what was won at such a price.
    I can’t remember exactly when it started, but by the time Tony Blair was elected patriotism had become something to be sneered at. At the time, we didn’t connect the dots, but the ground had been carefully prepared in schools, colleges and universities, so that children were taught nothing about those sacrifices, rather they were taught to be ashamed of Britains past.
    The rubbish strewn everywhere nowadays, certainly where I live, is done by those who care more for the inside of their shiny new cars than for the environment we live in.
    The Globalists have done their job thoroughly and engineered a greedy, shallow society with Values carefully crafted by them, and it continues apace, aided by modern technology, which might have been a force for good. Perhaps it is still not too late to fight back, but it soon will be.

    • You’ve hit the nail on the head there Dee. A few years ago, I decided to do a teacher training course, now I don’t do so much university work, I still enjoy a bit of teaching: I didn’t finish it. It was an eye opener to see how much our schools have become brainwashing institutions, frightening really. Political correctness was the mantra at all times, instead of teaching pupils how to think, they teach them what to think. Needless to say, I was at loggerheads with these brainless teachers right from the start and they couldn’t stand me either.

      I think people are starting to wake up, let’s hope it’s not too late.

  2. Flyer:

    As with you and many more of us my grandfather fought on the Somme. Fortunately he came back home but suffered ill health for the rest of his life. He was never able to talk about it; I only found out about his involvement on seeing his campaign medals after he died.

    I feel that I owe to him (and my parents who made their own contributions in WW2)to fight for the preservation of my country. I will not give up; we can and must win against the evil which threatened us in those two wars.

    • Yes my grandad was gassed at the Somme which ruined his health, yet he still managed to fight in the Second World War, he was eventually evacuated from Dunkirk. Like your grandfather, mine never spoke about it either, he was very cantankerous in his old age though. These old timers were hardy souls, we shouldn’t let their struggles go to waste.

      Evil is the right word, I think some of today’s politicians,on the quite, make Hitler seem like a choirboy.

  3. That is the shocking thing about the position Traitor Heath pushed us into in 1973: turning our backs on New Zealand and other Commonwealth countries after they had sacrificed their young men in the First and Second World Wars. Instead of keeping faith with old friends and allies, we were forced to turn to and ally ourselves with the very country that had caused so much bloodshed in two World Wars, and with countries that we sacrificed so much to liberate, some of which had soon forgotten the debt they owed.
    It’s sickening when you think about it, and I do often think about my father’s brief life, and the betrayal of Heath and all the EUphile politicians since who have insulted the UK and Commonwealth war dead and injured.
    These despicable lackeys have undermined and ruined this country by their craven, self-serving lies and lack of respect for this country and its historic people. They’re still around, making a disgusting fuss, trying to turn back time, attempting to foil a democratic decision and thwart the will of the people. All of them, including the Labour luvvie actors and ‘celebrities’ jumping on the bandwagon and joining demos deserve at least one of the following descriptions: ignorant, stupid, anti-British traitors, anti-democratic, egomaniacs, self-servers, betrayers who regard the electorate as peasants who don’t know what they’re doing. These descriptions sum up the likes of Tim Farron, Owen Smith, Eddie Izzard and the Pagney father and son who live in France and are trying to make a legal case to reverse Brexit.
    They will not succeed. Theresa May knows that she cannot afford to let any of the deluded EU-lovers succeed if she wants her party and this country to survive and prosper. UKIP must refresh itself and be the vigilant watchman over the Brexit it brought about.

  4. Flyer I thought you might find this interesting:
    A total of 22 VCs have been awarded to New Zealand military personnel, including two won by Charles Upham.
    Group Captain Adolph ‘Sailor’ Malan, the brilliant South African WW2 fighter pilot who was the RAF’s top scoring fighter pilot during the Battle of Britain when the future of Britain as a free nation hung precariously in the balance.
    Having lived in Rhodesia (now Zimbabwe) and South Africa I know exactly what decline looks like and now living here in the UK see it here too. This is to be expected. We are, after all, a nation at war. It’s not a war of bullets, bayonets and bombs. The war we are now in is a war of hearts and minds, being fought for our freedom and democracy. It is not a war that is over, not a war that is lost. It is a war we can and must and will win. Brexit has struck fear into the enemy here amongst us, in the EU and beyond and caused excitement across the globe. We still have more than half a world on our side because we are not only fighting for ourselves but also for them. Never surrender.

  5. Dear Flyer, I love your article because it is so true yet so sad. Every time I step out my front door I see more litter and mess. I do pick it up outside our house and sometimes outside others, but I would be doing it forever as no one else seems to care. It is the one thing that depresses me where I live in North London, it is not a posh area but could look a lot tidier if only people would stop throwing it on the ground.

    Myself and some others are constantly contacting the council to report where fly tipping is constantly occurring, next to some bins at the end of the road. Some of it is just big cardboard boxes with polystyrene inside that whoever left it there cannot be bothered to fold up and put in a bin.

    Some peoples laziness and general untidiness astonishes me, I don’t know whether the people doing this are foreign or not but there is a lot of renovating going on in my road.

    Yesterday just as we were coming home a gentleman was adding to the rubbish and I wanted to challenge him but my husband would not let me, to say I was fuming is an understatement, so yet another e-mail to the council.

    By the way I did make the man in question aware that I saw him doing it but he appeared to ignore me. I was curious as to what he had put there and this morning there was an old style deck player there but according to my husband the two speakers had gone. So I will give him the benefit of the doubt that he was leaving them there for some one to help themselves to it should they wish to do so.

    We suspect the gentleman came from the flats near the bins but we don’t know for sure. The reason I am saying all this is I don’t understand their mentality as there are some much bigger recycling bins just down the road where you can leave all sorts of stuff, but obviously they cannot be bothered. It seems to be so much easier to clutter up the street and make the whole neighbourhood look like a slum.

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