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frigidweirdo
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luiza
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No .
It is part of an island completely surrounded by liquid and quite separate to what is referred to as Western Europe ------ which is full up with very unsavoury tribes and people in general .
None of whom even use English as their first language .
Yes . Rather backward
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JGalt
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You're just reaping the "benefits" of your hundred of years of colonialism.
But don't feel bad, we're getting the same rewards because of our kindness and willingness to be the world's dumping ground for unwanted people.
Nothing much wrong with the Pommy bastards. The Labour party is nuts of course but a short bout of them is its own remedy. The Poms really stuffed up getting rid of Boris but as I said Starmer is a cure to that. lol
I liked living there about twenty years ago; did a lot of Hill walking and camping and it's only a short drive to Dover and then on to France. All in all a fantasic destination.
I wouldn't have a beer with Luiza though; she seems a bit of a toss pot.
As much as I liked it there I still call Oz home.
My Country
The love of field and coppice,
Of green and shaded lanes.
Of ordered woods and gardens
Is running in your veins,
Strong love of grey-blue distance
Brown streams and soft dim skies
I know but cannot share it,
My love is otherwise.
I love a sunburnt country,
A land of sweeping plains,
Of ragged mountain ranges,
Of droughts and flooding rains.
I love her far horizons,
I love her jewel-sea,
Her beauty and her terror –
The wide brown land for me!
A stark white ring-barked forest
All tragic to the moon,
The sapphire-misted mountains,
The hot gold hush of noon.
Green tangle of the brushes,
Where lithe lianas coil,
And orchids deck the tree-tops
And ferns the warm dark soil.
Core of my heart, my country!
Her pitiless blue sky,
When sick at heart, around us,
We see the cattle die –
But then the grey clouds gather,
And we can bless again
The drumming of an army,
The steady, soaking rain.
Core of my heart, my country!
Land of the Rainbow Gold,
For flood and fire and famine,
She pays us back threefold –
Over the thirsty paddocks,
Watch, after many days,
The filmy veil of greenness
That thickens as we gaze.
An opal-hearted country,
A wilful, lavish land –
All you who have not loved her,
You will not understand –
Though earth holds many splendours,
Wherever I may die,
I know to what brown country
My homing thoughts will fly.
-- Dorothea Mackellar
Greg
I liked living there about twenty years ago; did a lot of Hill walking and camping and it's only a short drive to Dover and then on to France. All in all a fantasic destination.
I wouldn't have a beer with Luiza though; she seems a bit of a toss pot.
As much as I liked it there I still call Oz home.
My Country
The love of field and coppice,
Of green and shaded lanes.
Of ordered woods and gardens
Is running in your veins,
Strong love of grey-blue distance
Brown streams and soft dim skies
I know but cannot share it,
My love is otherwise.
I love a sunburnt country,
A land of sweeping plains,
Of ragged mountain ranges,
Of droughts and flooding rains.
I love her far horizons,
I love her jewel-sea,
Her beauty and her terror –
The wide brown land for me!
A stark white ring-barked forest
All tragic to the moon,
The sapphire-misted mountains,
The hot gold hush of noon.
Green tangle of the brushes,
Where lithe lianas coil,
And orchids deck the tree-tops
And ferns the warm dark soil.
Core of my heart, my country!
Her pitiless blue sky,
When sick at heart, around us,
We see the cattle die –
But then the grey clouds gather,
And we can bless again
The drumming of an army,
The steady, soaking rain.
Core of my heart, my country!
Land of the Rainbow Gold,
For flood and fire and famine,
She pays us back threefold –
Over the thirsty paddocks,
Watch, after many days,
The filmy veil of greenness
That thickens as we gaze.
An opal-hearted country,
A wilful, lavish land –
All you who have not loved her,
You will not understand –
Though earth holds many splendours,
Wherever I may die,
I know to what brown country
My homing thoughts will fly.
-- Dorothea Mackellar
Greg
luiza
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We detest Ozzers over here .
All take and no give --- a bunch of Morticias actually.
We find them such a classless bunch without any real culture .
I cannot imagine you visiting us here , Gopher -- how could I explain to neighbours that I actually knew one of you .
luiza
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Nothing wrong with Colonialism -- always heartening to help less able tribes and communities .
Make good child carers and menials if you train them hard .
Regular canings etc .
Our problems arose from letting homosexuals coming from a background of private school education take over .
We went Epstein before Deep State got around to practising and commercialising what is now known as Epsteinism .
Just look at our spying record --- particularly that bunch of cads who all went to Oxbridge and then turned Communist .
All bum benders I am ashamed to say .
Yes , it was Bum Bending that led to the collapse of the British Empire .
JGalt
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Yeah, you Brits have always been fond of bum-bending.
I've seen enough Monty Python episodes to know that.
luiza
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How many times have I told you, Salty ?
Monty was a BBC entertainment programme , not a Documentary .
BTW , I am a long standing member of ABBA --- the
Anti Bum Bending Association .
Must be in Brighton and Hove, ain't like that up North.
1srelluc
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The biggest enemy of the UK is their "food".
JGalt
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luiza
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Worse in the north .
Keep it quiet but I was born in Barnsley and both my Univerities were in the north .
Then when I started with Procter and Gamble it got worse --- Newcastle ,near the North Pole .
luiza
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Said the man from Fatty Land whose people don't eat -- they just guzzle unhealthy grub full of colourants and sugars .
Then fall over clutching various body parts .
Dogmaphobe
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The most anti-English people are its citizens.
They hate it so much that they are allowing it to be colonized by Islamists.
They hate it so much that they are allowing it to be colonized by Islamists.
luiza
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Too much blood pudding and jellied eel.
Jellied Eels are an Elite delicacy .
Lots of lemon juice , with top quality brown seeded bread with Olives , covered in rich salted Garlic Butter and sourced from happy British Moo Munchers .
We win wars on that scrumptious dish
Barnsley? Anything below Lancaster is shit, and down the East coast from, and including, the Geordies.
luiza
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Stop behaving like a Big American Silly Hilly Billy , Doggypee .
We do not copy you clueless Munchers .
Dogmaphobe
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When did you parents immigrate to Britain?
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