Top Wog embraces his Inner Englishman
I’m not entirely certain whether this is simply a wind-up or whether he’s being serious, but our old chum Sunny Hundal of Guardian CiF and Pickled Politics fame has decided that being merely British (-Asian) is not good enough for him. Oh no! He’s not holding back, he’s not hiding his light under a bushel, he’s coming out and going for the full English, as in From now on I’m English, not British.
Here’s the man himself, something of a rara avis in fact, a turbanless Sikh – at least that spares him the humiliations his erstwhile (non-English) fellow tribesmen have apparently been experiencing at the hands of the neo-fascists who man the security barricades at Britain’s airports.
Sunny Hundal Esq., self-proclaimed Englishman
This brings nothing more to mind than the stirring aria The Yeomen of England from Edward German’s most engaging operetta Merrie England, as rendered by Sir Thomas Allen in the gardens at Buckingham Palace on the occasion of Her Majesty’s Golden Jubilee in 2002. Unfortunately that rendition is unavailable for our delectation online, but we can still enjoy this vintage interpretation from 1929.
Who were the Yeomen, the Yeomen of England?
There can surely be little doubt that in writing such a stirring text the librettist would have been looking forward with eager anticipation to a future epoch in which the likes of Sunny Hundal would be stepping forward to claim their place amongst the Yeomen of England. I would have liked have to offered my own congratulations to Sunny on his apparently successful effort in attaining the first prize in the lottery of life but I seemed to have been perma-banned at both Pickled Politics and his other hang-out at Liberal Conspiracy.
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