The Last Fighting Tommy

In all my dreams, before my helpless sight,
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.

If poetry could tell it backwards, true, begin
that moment shrapnel scythed you to the stinking mud…
but you get up, amazed, watch bled bad blood
run upwards from the slime into its wounds;
see lines and lines of British boys rewind
back to their trenches, kiss the photographs from home-
mothers, sweethearts, sisters, younger brothers
not entering the story now
to die and die and die.
Dulce- No- Decorum- No- Pro patria mori.
You walk away.

You walk away; drop your gun (fixed bayonet)
like all your mates do too-
Harry, Tommy, Wilfred, Edward, Bert-
and light a cigarette.
There's coffee in the square,
warm French bread
and all those thousands dead
are shaking dried mud from their hair
and queuing up for home. Freshly alive,
a lad plays Tipperary to the crowd, released
from History; the glistening, healthy horses fit for heroes, kings.

You lean against a wall,
your several million lives still possible
and crammed with love, work, children, talent, English beer, good food.
You see the poet tuck away his pocket-book and smile.
If poetry could truly tell it backwards,
then it would.

This was written by Poet Laureate Carol Ann Duffy on the occasion of Harry Patch death

Sarah Failin and Louise Stench

These couple of clueless bints really could form a party all their own. Both women have right wing views have difficulty articulating themselves. Do not think their arguments through with any degree of clarity.


These fuck wits would find it difficult nay impossible to win a political debate on sesame street, even if Kermit the Frog was to ask the questions using picture books. What is even more unbelievable is that Count Dracula when he reaches the number 5 that is twice the combined total of their iq's. The views in this blog in no way represent the views of sesame street or it's parent company the children's television workshop.


One feels that anyone who intends to enter into a career within the political sphere should have to take a competency test. George W. Bush agrees with this summation.


I just hope that Boris BoJo Johnson doesn't shag either one of them, the resulting offspring would be a disaster of monumental and fucking titanic proportions.

Fifa Shit Bags

This title simply says it all. The more stories I see in the press and on the interweb, the more I want to find Sepp Twatter and poke a sharp stick in his eye. Not only did they choose a country that has 90% or it's population living under the breadline the next 2 tournaments are being hosted by cuntries that obtained the host rites under what can only be described as really hooky circumstances.

And all I can say is that Walker's crisp man Sir Gary Lineker is damn right to openly criticise those corrupt fuckers in charge of world football. If these arse candles were working in the private sector in most countries in the free world the police would be brought in and charges would definitely be brought.

I will tell you this that Sepp Twatter has got one thick hide everywhere he shows up in the soccer world he is made to feel about as welcome as Hitler at a bar mitzvah. Twatter really has got his head corked in his own backside. It just goes to show if you grease the right palms any twatting nation can get any tournament.

I hope that in the not too distant future someone kicks Twatter off of his perch.