Pine Marten
Well-Known Member
Meanwhile, real life experience from the Streets of Brexit Britain: I was at the bus stop with YPM aver the holidays, chatting away to him about something or other, when I heard a voice behind me say "Oi! We speak INGLISH in this cahntry!". I wasn't paying attention really, so it took ten seconds or so before I registered that statement. Then I turned round thinking someone was having a go at a lady in a veil or a gentleman with a bit of a tan, and there is this geezer in a flatcap sitting there looking at me. The bus arrives, I climb on with my little boy, and then it hits me: we've just been told to bugger off back to where we came from pretty much! I mean, I'm named after T. E. Lawrence and am wearing a tweed coat! How on earth did that happen?
Later on as I walked home, I went past the local Wetherspoons. I looked through the window and it was full of people watching 633 Squadron on the big screen. That had to be the Brexitiest thing I'd seen so far.
Later on as I walked home, I went past the local Wetherspoons. I looked through the window and it was full of people watching 633 Squadron on the big screen. That had to be the Brexitiest thing I'd seen so far.

