I have, of course, nicked the title from the film with that bird who gets her Norks out a lot.
Nothing to do with that though.
I went to the theatre on Saturday afternoon to see a play called "Three Days in May" which was about Churchill, and his mates Lord Wotsit, Neville Thing, and the Two Labour Blokes.
It was a good play. It's about what may or may not have happened in the three days in May in 1940 which Churchill conveniently brushed under the carpet in his "history" of WWII. Where the French say they'll surrender, and eat more cheese, and Mussolini says he'll recommend to the Germans that they leave us all alone, as long as Britain says "yeah, all right then."
May have happened. Luckily Churchill told them to fuck off.
In the interval the lady next to me said "I remember all this like it was yesterday." I think she could. She was about 85.
I said to lady "Isn't it such a shame that it didn't make any difference, now we're ruled by Germany and France?"
"Eh?" she enquired.
"The EU." quoth I.
"Oh, yes. I have heard of it. It doesn't really register with me. What have they done?" she asked, innocently.
"Oh, for fuck's sake."