To Americans, anybody on our sceptred Isle is a Brit ( or a limey depending on how much has been drunk) To a Brit, we are either Scottish ,Welsh, Irish or best of all English.
I am a true Englishman, ( though i do have more than a fair jollop of Swedish Viking and Welsh in me ) and April 23rd is the only day of the year we English are seemingly allowed to wave the English Flag...........
(The St George Flag, not the Union Jack, which incorporates the George in it, in the broad red cross at the horizontal and vertical )
... .................and be mighty proud about it without being branded a small minded "racist?" Little Englander, standing on the ramparts bellowing at the migrant hordes.
It is St George's Day. and St George, for a variety of different reasons totally lost on me, and never fully explained in school, is the patron saint of England. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/St_George#England
Sure he was a Roman Soldier with a bit of a Christian leaning...but we all know him as the guy who slew the Dragon and undid the ropes on the screaming maiden. How the fire breathing reptile (in roman times ?) had managed to tie up a fair maiden, and why, was lost on my pedantic school boy mind...but he seemed a shiny suited, brave chivalrous knight in all the pictures, so he'd do for us.
Actually a small mythical aside to all that, is, the spot he supposedly killed the dragon is in my county of Oxfordshire at the base of the ancient White Horse Hill in Uffington, with the small patch of chalk on its summit, where the blood was spilt and the grass wouldn't grow.
Another fine local legend. With the UK in the last 12 years being governed by New Labour, which is basically a Scottish cabal run by Tony Blair and Gordon Brown and all their Scottish friends, The notion of St Georges Day and being English was frowned apon. While the Celtic Scots, Irish, and Welsh were encouraged to get drunk at huge events to st. Andrew, st. Patrick and st. David, on their Days, respectively, The English were marginalized and made to think European, the flag denied being flown in favour of the horrid Euro Flag, till its last stand was only at Wembley Stadium in London in support of the National Soccer team.
With the new dawn of Global Protectionism, and the effective end of New Labour , yesterday, with the Treasury Report speech in Parliament, a new patriotic zip is in the step of the rose wearing Englishman, and you can feel a whole new national pride emerging in the face of being all but Bankrupt.
St George Flags are gradually appearing proudly on houses, overriding the fact that the fascist British National Party also appropriated it for a while, tarnishing its image. Of course Englishmen have a far better reason for celebrating the 23rd of April, and that is because it is the Birthday of the greatest of Englishmen, William Shakespeare.
And...better still, Will did something i always think would be a pretty neat trick to do myself, ( in my warped sense of humor way ) and that was he Died on April 23rd too.. His Birthday!!! Way to Go William!!!
As the Great Man probably meant to write.... "To beer or Not To beer, that is the question" To which I answer " Yes I will, By England and St George, I will !!"
Sir Dayvd ( The Good Knight that was had by all ) of Oxfordshire