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Sunday, 17 September 2017

The Periodical Newspaper Bully That Wants to Owns the Argument.


I think that the Periodical big mouths of the print world are seen in a more vulgar light in this day and age. Thanks to social media, anyone can see the type of half-baked truth that this doggy deals merchant is peddling. Some bloke who sounds like he comes from the same place as me. Shouting and berating us like some barrow boy telling you his potatoes are the dog's bollocks. It does not matter if you think another place has better produce, he'll get in your face and try to tell you what a plonker you are for not listening to him.


escole48
This sort of dogma is the reason I voted to leave. Trendy lefties, entrepreneurs, and now a borrow boy who knows it all by shouting you down and bombarding us with cliches. Who picked the blooming apples before the Poles came here? Where did our nurses come from before the government started to import them? This is the sort of bloke one avoids when going into a pub and seeing him at the bar. He will shout you down and point his finger at you. It is what these people do. They have been doing it for decades. Anyone who works for seven pounds an hour has to claim benefits from the state. (That top-up benefit comes out of taxpayer's contributions) There are millions of immigrants that must do this and many millions in benefits are claimed from the state to supplement this. The landowners who employ cheap migrant labourers don't contribute to the top up (HAPPY DAYS - as a barrow boy might say.) The everyday Joe does out of his or her taxes. The low wage means migrant tax contribution is at a minimum. Many classrooms have three sometimes four interpreters where I live in the Fenland. These interpreters cost money that the average taxpayer supplies (Not the landowner who employs cheap labour - HAPPY DAYS.) Some of these interpreters are earning £40 an hour. All this is paid for by the average Joe from tax contributions. When the average Joe needs to get on the social housing queue; he can't because his job and tax contribution put him at the back of the line (A fifteen-year line.) If you are needier you jump to the front and get special treatment. (New Houses in the Fenland filled with migrants) You must not say anything! If you do, you're a racist. And the barrow boy will shout you down with his economical truths. He does this by omitting the parts I would like to focus on. Oh, yes he also omits doctor's appointments taking two weeks. When you sit in a dentist and get charged £50 for a checkup and a whole family of migrants go in and get free NHS benefit because their wages are too low they can't pay the bill. Never mind. The landowner who employs cheap labour does not pay it (HAPPY DAYS) The average joe does out of his or her taxes while waiting fifteen years in a social housing queue and watching all the poor needy migrants getting plum position for such accommodation. You must not complain or vote against it. If you do you will be turned into a racist and have your brain amputated. We have no control over how many migrants can come here because the rules are made by people who live somewhere outside of our electoral control. Now we have found a way to sack such unelected people and gain control, we get Remoaners of all shapes and sizes telling us what twats we are for voting to leave. Just keep voting people. If you register and vote, these big mouthed Remoaners have no answer except the dogma they spout at you. Develop a thick skin and vote. Sod all the trendy lefties, the entrepreneurs and the odd silly little big mouthed barrow boy.



TorianTammas
escole48 You surely know that the British government tried to stop an increase in workers rights the others states wanted. One example are working hours: Introduced in the UK in 1998, the EU’s working time regulations mean employees cannot be forced to work more than an average of 48 hours a week. Workers can choose to opt out, and there are some exceptions - including emergency service workers, soliders, servants in private households and fishermen - but this EU law helps stop bosses forcing their employees to work unhealthy hours. It also prevents young people being exploited by stating workers under the age of 18 cannot work more than eight hours a day or 40 hours a week. The UK government resisted the controversial working time laws during EU negotiations and a future government could amend them.
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escole48
TorianTammas: Where I live in the Fenland, the immigrant workers who voice such things concerning employment law are no longer required the next day. Only the ones who don't complain get to go back each day. The British workers who enjoy such rights are no longer employed. Then the British workers who were there before the migrants came are gradually allowed to move via natural wastage. Also, because much of the industry is seasonal, Brits are no longer employed via the employment agencies anymore. There are rules. But there are also loopholes. The law is also not put into practice. Surely you know this? People have been calling out about this for years. Ian Duncan Smith and Ed Milliband brought up the matter on question panels. It does not make any difference. It is the law that is not practised or even legally evaded. It is all well and good saying such laws exist, but landowners know how to play the system and do. There is a factory in Chatteris (Fenland). This is one of the many factories throughout Fenland. The immigrant workers are brought in by coach from Peterborough provided by a job agency. The migrant has to pay for the shuttle service. They work from 6am to 5pm. Then they are told that the coach will not be there until 9pm. Anyone complains, fine. They must do the overtime or they can walk back to Peterborough across the Fens. And they will not be asked back via the job agency the next day. They get blacklisted for quoting the law and no shuttle service home. No law has been broken. They can go home if they want. There is no train station in Chatteris by the way. It is an isolated hamlet. On other occasions, they'll get shuttled in and after an hour or two, they are told. "Go home. There is no more work today." The coach comes and they are taken home with the loss of pay. This type of practice is going on all over the Fens and up and down much of the country where this type of agricultural industry is. The Brits will not do the work because they can see how the law is being undermined. They are then called lazy and told the country will go to pieces when the migrant goes home or does not do the work anymore. Reporters like Mark Steel stand upon this pile of discontent and crow at the population - ranting half-baked economic truths that his newspaper wants you to know but omits the bad practices that his newspaper does not want to report. These newspapers want to own the debate before it starts. The man is a ranter who shouts people down. That does not make him right. The laws that you mention with good intentions don't apply. These employers know the loopholes and use them to their benefit.


escole48 i take it your a proud tax payer then? you seem fixated on it, we all pay tax even the migrant workers, your archaic views bore me, maybe if you pulled your head out of your arse you'd have a better view of the world, one more fitting to the present decade.

escole48
healthyhemelin: Take a walk around the Fenland and see how many of these migrant workers are exploited you might take a different view. There is an oversupply which affects all people and I have a grassroots take on the world - thank you. People like you know how to spout off with your cheaply acquired nobility and throw in the 'pull your head out of your arse' statements - you're a bit like the man doing this Youtube page. But it is pathetic and cheap. As for a better view of the world? I suggest you practice what you preach.

Saturday, 16 September 2017

Do You Hope TV News and Newspaper Are Losing Influence to Social Media?


Do You Hope TV News Media is Losing Influence?

Nowadays, I’m a street cleansing operative. It certainly is a fancy name we go by. It never used to be. But this title sounds much more impressive. Basically, I’m litter bin emptier and a road sweeper. James Callaghan was prime minister when I started work in 1977. I love my country of Britain and I’m not a right winger or a left winger as people seem to get categorised. Left-wing supporters (I mean extreme politically correct) call me fascist – populist – intolerant. Right wingers (I mean extreme anti-Black or anti-anything un-British in their view) call me Commie or Socialist. Well, what a pile of old pants.

Am I a plebe of the land? Yes, of course, I am.  I don’t always vote for the Labour party. I have on occasion. I’ve voted Conservative in many elections. I’ve voted UKIP during the EU elections to fight the unelected council that impose the four fundamental freedoms upon us. The UK was not free to vote upon these freedoms. The UK had them whether we wanted the rules or not via this un-elected EU council. Some nations did get a vote. When treaties were rejected, these nations were forced to vote again because the un-elected EU council did not like the results.

I never liked the idea of the retro project of the Common Market. When I was a kid at school, I can remember my Grandfather not liking the idea of entering it. I suppose that was what influenced me. I remember Edward Heath was the Prime Minister and a TV programme for kids about decimalization of our currency. I think decimalization was a good idea in the long run. The teachers in school told us that the Common Market was a wonderful idea, but my parents and grandparents were insistent that it was a path to a united Europe under one government. Even as little children in the classroom we mentioned this to a teacher called Mister Richards. He was a fine upright and very moral Englishman. Jacket and tie and an ex-war veteran. He laughed at us and said that such a thing would never happen. Eventually, we accepted that it did not seem to change things much. At the time it did not.

My working-class grandparents and my parents were right. My fine and very likeable school teacher, Mister Richards, was wrong. Like many of the teachers who said the same things as he did. I think if he could have seen what was going to happen he would have changed his mind.

I can remember the new Prime Minister, Harold Wilson allowing a referendum in 1975. I can clearly remember that same argument about no political unification as one European country. It was just a Common Market. The Common Market supporters won the argument and the anti-Common Market politicians who peddled losing national political power were so wrong - at the time. The old retro Britsh ways were about to slowly die. We were told to embrace the change. If anyone voiced discontent a growing band of liberals would talk such a person down. So too, did the newspapers. They owned the debate.

TV News Media Can't Own the Debate.

Then over the decades, little by little, treaty by treaty, slowly, slowly catch the monkey. This Common Market became the EEC then the EU. I was working for an Israeli Reinsurance company as a coding clerk in 1978 and the new EEC with its regulation forced Sahar Reinsurance to pack up shop and go back to Tel-Aviv. This was due to new EEC regulations. I had to find a new job. It was easy there was a lot of work at the time. I did not think anything of it. One did not see the old retro British ways change from day to day.

Fast forward a few decades and just a few years prior to the EU Referendum and Brexit of 2016, I listened to Leon Brittan boasting that he knew this political union was going to happen in a TV debate. He was chairing a panel of people who were trying to get an audience to vote to stay in the EU in this TV experiment. They had a group that was staunchly pro-EU and another group that was anti-EU. There was also a third of undecided voters. I was filled with anger about Leon Brittan's smug boast. He had been peddling the notion of only a Common Market back in the 1975 referendum and then decades later had the audacity to grin and say he knew this was coming about in 1975 when he was advocating for us to remain. 

At the end of the debate, most of the swing vote from undecided members of the audience came down on the leave EU side. It was to be the way the 2016 referendum would go. There are millions of us out there, seething with anger over partial truths peddled by our TV media.

Like the vast majority of British people, I’ve never known poverty. I mean true poverty. I’ve known blokes who send their wives to food banks because they spent their earnings on an Xbox game. I’ve seen beggars who sit in shopping precincts chatting on their mobile phones. That is what I mean by not knowing true poverty. I hear the concerns about the number of people using food banks. I agree it is a concern but there should be more than one concern. People should not be in a position to have to use these food banks. I also think people should not use food banks as a means of getting free food that they can afford to buy. No one mentions the second problem because they refuse to accept such a thing is so.  I have witnessed it. Many of us plebs know they must not dare to mention this. Especially on TV. You’ll get an actor or another self-opinionated celebrity practising their professional skills on shutting you out of the argument.   

I’ve never known great riches. I own my house. Mortgage paid on a detached bungalow in the Fenland. I've worked for forty years. I've been fortunate to live in a country where I have had work. I also had some idea of a budget each week. Sometimes I squandered. I have even got myself into debt once. But I got out of it. My house is a smashing little place of my dreams. 

I’m so lucky. Some people in other parts of the world have to flee war and terror. Some of these people come here and then they want to change it into the place they have fled from. Not all, but a sizable number. We must not dare to mention this. That causes me great concern and I no longer trust the TV debating gangs who try to play these things down or berate people who try to bring the issue up. I don’t trust the so-called left-wing media that only report partial truths. The bits they want you to know and omit the issues they decide you should not be allowed to debate. I feel the free society I’m supposed to live in is 'not so free' after all.

There are no secret police, but we do have verbal bullies. Articulate people - educated people - overbearing people who can denounce you as ignorant or Fascist. People who berate you from a platform. I see political debates with actors or other celebrities getting a platform to air their views because it suits those who try to own the news and decide what we are allowed to speak of and not allowed to speak of. Why? It all comes across as cheaply acquired nobility. Why not have someone who lives with the problems at a grassroots level day in and day out? Someone who must clean the human defecation on a daily basis and pick up the discarded beer cans from unemployed migrants who realise they are being exploited. The migrants who understandably say no to the landowners who impose long hours upon them at the drop of a hat. The migrants who voice dissatisfaction get sacked and are put onto our benefits system because back home they would not get the same support. Why can’t we do a documentary on how many of them sign on and spend their money on booze because they just want to sit around and drink? Not all of them do this, but a sizable number are like this. Enough to wreck the hamlets of Eastern England. The parks, the churchyards, public benches are full of them. Don’t say a thing or you’ll turn into a fascist and will not be allowed to go to the TV media platform’s Ball.

I’m originally from East London’s Bow and Poplar district. I’m not unhappy because in my country I have been a postal worker for twenty years in London. I could have advanced within the service but never wanted to. I was happy being a postal worker with a vote and an opinion. I remember putting money into the miner's bucket every week. I did not agree with the strike, but I was not a fan of Margaret Thatcher either. I did not like Scargill or Thatcher. I felt sorry for the miners.

I moved to Leigh-on-Sea after getting a mortgage on a nice terraced house there. I continued to travel to London and work for the Post Office. Then in 1998, I took voluntary redundancy and got work in the local council. I moved from one council after another. I got fed up and liked to move. Local councils pay low wages but they are basically decent places if one is only doing domestic bills as I do now.

When I moved to the Fenland, I was able to seek out employment with the council here too. I’m grateful. The reason I left London was that I sincerely felt uncomfortable with mass immigration. My retro Britain was dead and I was not allowed to say so. If I did, I would become a racist. But I felt there were far too many people migrating to Britain in my muffled silence. I met many wonderful people from many parts of the world. However, there were too many migrants coming here. It is an opinion I’ve had for many years. The areas of London where I grew up in are completely different today. I hate it when politically correct white people tell me to embrace this multiculturalism that has been enforced upon me. I hate it with a passion but I do not dislike people who are from somewhere different than Britain. I just resent my British country being changed to something different and being called a right-wing fascist for not liking it. 

I moved away because I did not like multiculturalism on such an intense scale. I did not like the threat of being branded fascist by fellow whites. I did not like being shouted down by these intolerant people who labelled me. I hated listening to some of the black people pretending they were victims all of the time. I’m not saying everyone did, but I was certainly intimidated by the vocal ones.  

It slowly dawned on me that our TV news media would not touch certain subjects about de-socialisation of British people’s way of life. I’ve spoken to lots of people who say this. Not just white people but the Caribbean and Asian people seem concerned too. I’m white and think that many white working class people are getting a rum deal out of mass uncontrolled migration. I think many second and third generation none-white British people do too. The wheel as turned full circle. The TV news media continuously avoid or, at best, play down this enforced problem of multiculturalism.

Every time I hear someone who is prepared to voice an opinion they get labelled. I thought Anne Marie Waters was a breath of fresh air and now the TV media is either vilifying her or shutting her out of the debate. However, the social media tells a different story. Now there are plans to restrain or police social media too. I’m not sure if this will work. I hope it does not.

I think social media is what led to the Brexit vote. Many of us realised we were not alone. The EU with its unelected body imposing founding principles upon nations without electoral consent has added to an already growing problem for British plebs, like me. This time there was an influx of almost four million Eastern Europeans to the UK. That number is what is admitted to, but I no longer trust the people who peddle the numbers. This along with the continued migration outside of Europe. The rural communities of the Fenland are devastated by this because the wages in the agricultural industry have been depreciated to an extent whereby many British people can’t afford to work these industries. The old Brits who remain are gradually got read of via natural wastage and replaced with Eastern Europeans. New contracts have been imposed and the employment agencies as middlemen are making a fortune by distributing these migrants out to the various processing factories and fields.

We can’t allow so many left-wing radicals to own journalism completely when they report on ‘who will pick the fruit?’ when they predict migrant people leaving after Brexit. Who picked the fruit before these migrants came here? Who took nursing jobs before the British government stopped training British people and importing nurses trained from abroad? Many of the TV news platforms of the past have cultivated an ultra-economical presentation of the truth. I support a lot of what some left of centre politicians bring to light. Especially where topics like social housing or the NHS is concerned. But sometimes their justification for migrant workers is so flawed and they think they have the right to own the debate. We plebs can’t say anything against the notion of migration because the TV media always gets to decide what the debate will be or what direction it must take. Even when we voice the notion of training British people, we are quickly told that Brits will not accept the wage. That is because the wage needs to be better and the resources of the NHS are being squandered at a diabolical level. We have people from abroad who have never paid into the system getting treatment and National Insurance contributors who paid for decades of their working life put in queues to get hip replacements. It’s our National Health Service, not the Worlds. The TV media will not go deep enough into the debate because they want to own it from the start. They say where it begins and where it stops.

The problems that stem from the economic truths that the TV media peddle are a major concern for the simmering social problems in our country. What I find frustrating is when someone else (Not Left Wing) picks up on a subject that has been made taboo. A subject that has racial implications or someone else unfairly playing a victim card. I’m not saying there are no victims. What I am saying is that some victims of society are not always victims while others that are victimised are brushed under the rug and must not be talked about. Our TV news media platforms of the past owned this and they would present victims of their choosing. Even when some victims may not have been so in the first place. Sometimes victims are artificially packaged and presented to us. Especially racial or of gender equality.

I watched the way Donald Trump was vilified for daring to mention that some of the horrendous things at the Charlottesville demonstration were also committed by the ultra-left protesters. He spoke of bad groups on both sides of the equation. He was right and very responsible to do so. For what it is worth. I can understand why some people would feel a statue of Robert E. Lee should be taken down. I think it was a lost cause. A dead cause. However, many of the so-called decent protesters that are referred to as the left wing had people intent upon violence within their ranks (mob rule). As did the right of centre who wanted to keep the statues of Robert E. Lee. One of them, (Right wing element) intent upon right-wing violence killed – murdered. Donald Trump was right to point this out. The news media should hang its head in shame. They only wanted to peddle the right-wing violence. Omit what they did not want to present. There is clearly one type of agenda here and many people know this.

I noticed in the UK, where I live, that Tommy Robinson tries to draw attention to a strong fact that gangs of Muslim men of Pakistani and Afghanistan origin are grooming predominantly young white girls or girls outside of their cultural society. They lure them with alcohol and drugs and put them into prostitution. A number of men from these backgrounds against the ratio of other men doing this thing is staggering. It has been for years but no news media of the day would go anywhere near the story. That is until social media took off and people began to highlight the problem.

Tommy Robinson was branded fascist – racist and all manner of things for daring to speak out about it. The news media went for him tooth and nail. So did the establishment with charges of mortgage fraud. If they perused everyone with a mortgage with the same intensity; what would they find among the ethnic none-white population? Or is one not allowed to mention such a thing? I know the police with orders via the establishment, would not go near it. I know that and so do the vast majority of fed up people in the country. 

As a reporter, Tommy Robinson could not get on board a train to visit and report upon an anti-Brexit march in London. This was because Muslims began to intimidate him at Luton train station. Did the TV media report this? Did the Guardian or did the Independent? No, but on social media it was. What's the point of buying a newspaper? They want to own the debate and will only peddle the things they want you to know about. When the police come, they allowed the Muslim lawbreakers to have they day and forbad Tommy Robinson his right to travel. This is what is slowly creeping into the country now. However, social media is highlighting this. I watched one interview with Tommy Robinson working for Rebel Media. He walked up to a Guardian reporter and asked him if he noticed the ultra left-wing ANTIFA protesters and what they were doing at this march. The Guardian reporter denied seeing anything. Then later when the newspaper report was published it was sculptured to another economic presentation.

This type of news is played down or not mentioned by many centre-left political believers. They feel such news would be detrimental in some way to their belief or cause. They quickly label anyone who dares to express concern on such issues as fascist or right-wing without allowing the debate. This is because the left of centre media wants to own the debate and set out the rules in the first place. 

Look at the way the reporters tried to twist and put new statements into President Trump’s mouth. I think these huge news media platforms are beginning to be exposed on the social media. We get to see a bigger picture. True there are a lot of fruitcakes too. But some sites are great for the exposure to the biased way some of the television news medias are presenting constant watered down truths and omitting issues that are also concerning. It has enabled many people to see things in a more truthful light. A less biased presentation - a more focused presentation. A picture that some platforms wanted us to see that TV media does not want. Even when we walked our streets and could see things that were not touched upon.


Sometimes we get groups of thugs who shout a person down. Sometimes we get media stations that will only allow portions of truth while omitting other things that out way arguments detrimental to their conviction. They try to pretend that some issues do not exist.

Friday, 15 September 2017

Dissolution (Matthew Shardlake) My Goodreads Review

Dissolution (Matthew Shardlake, #1)

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Dissolution is the title of the first Matthew Shardlake novel. This man is a hunchback and lives in the time of King Henry VIII’s England. It is the year of 1537 and the month of November. Queen Jane (The King’s third wife) has just died one month earlier.

Our hero is a reformist living in the confined world of religious upheaval. The king has turned against the Pope and the Roman Catholic Church is all but illegal in England.

Within this confined world, Matthew Shardlake is a lawyer who views the reformist acts as a liberation from the corrupt shackles of Catholicism. The new Protestant fundamentalism is perceived as a release, and Mister Shardlake regards ministers like Thomas Cromwell as a moral champion for the good of all English people. He is summoned to Thomas Cromwell’s office in London and sent on a mission to a Benedictine Monastery on the south coast of England.

The last man of Cromwell’s administration to go there has been murdered while investigating the Monastery’s accounts. Matthew Shardlake must find the killer and bring about the Abbott’s supplication to the new reformist laws of Protestant England.

The story is full of intrigue with a very gripping climax. If you enjoy murder mystery and suspense with a colourful period setting, then the first Matthew Shardlake story is a very fine thriller indeed.


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Sunday, 10 September 2017

When I went Around My Nan's House.

As a young lad in the 1960's decade, I always remember visiting my Nan's house in Poplar, East London. She used to live down Hobday Road but the house was destroyed in the Blitz. She moved a few streets away after that and stayed in her little-terraced house until around 1970 when she moved to another similar house in Canning Town's Star Lane.

I can remember a circular lid in front of the street door where coal men would tip coal. The entrance was a hallway with a front room to the side. A door would be here. The other wall would have a set of stairs. There would be a slight recess along the hallway by the stairs where another back room door would be. In most houses, these were referred to as the Front room (Lounge) and the back room (Dining Room)

Then beyond this was a further room that was often called the Scullery. It seemed like a miniature living room with a table by a side window. Beyond this was a tiny kitchen with a side door leading out to the backyard. Here was the outside toilet like in the side photo.

Outdoor toilets were very common all over London, but they disappeared very quickly between the 1960s and the 1970s. Many of the old terraced houses that had such toilets are still standing, but all lavatories have been put inside of the dwellings of today. I don't remember it happening. It just did.

It used to be blooming freezing in the winter. I remember some of the older men of the day taking their caps off the hook to wear. This was just to visit the lavatory. I used to find this rather amusing.


Falconry Area at Sandringham Country Fair.

Storm the Female Common Buzzard.

I was anxious to see the birds of prey that were kept in the Falconry area of the Sandringham Game and Country Fair. We had a map in the brochure as we entered the event, but I was going in the wrong direction and became side tracked by so many other interesting themes as the other blogs will show.

In the end, I came back to the Shire compound and had to line the brochure map against the pathways we had travelled. It was then obvious that I had been wandering in the complete opposite direction.

After this, we discovered the various tents to do with birds of prey. I have to say, it was a joy to see so many fine Raptors. There were some from other countries. I was, however, more interested in the birds of prey I see around the Fenland on a day to day basis. Especially the Common Buzzards, Kestrels, Barn Owls, Little Owls etc.
One particular man had a Female Common Buzzard named Storm. This bird of prey was an absolute peach to look at. Especially her colouring. Buzzards do have varied colours ranging from dark browns to much lighter forms. I’ve even seen some with greyish plum at distance but I think that is when they are juvenile.


However, the Buzzard called Storm was a smashing beauty of a Common Buzzard. She had such light markings. Especially her head. I had to ask the Falconer holding her what she was. I had no idea she was a buzzard at all until he confirmed it. I supposed it was a bird of prey from another country. A species I would not know of.





Harris Hawk.

Another type of varied Common Buzzard Colouring.

I've seen a number of Little Owls in the Fens.


European Eagle Owl


Peregrin Falcon





Grey Owl

Another varied Common Buzzard's colouring.

I was told this Owl is from Australia

Male Kestrel

Saturday, 9 September 2017

Sandringham Game and Country Fair with Retro Cars.



Today, my wife and I went to the Sandringham Game and Country Fair. It has been advertised for weeks on bill boards along country roads here, there and everywhere in the Fenland. It is only a short distance across the county border and in Norfolk. We missed it last year and Carole (my wife) has been going on and on that she did not want to miss it this year.

So, with a sense of purpose, we got our things together and trundled off in the car towards Sandringham. The event was grander than I expected. There were several arenas with Shire horses, pony and trap manoeuvres, horse drawn boarding events, Birds of Prey, sheep dog trials, clay pigeon shooting archery and many more things too.


There were well over 200 various stalls selling a variety of things from craft work, country clothing and so many more things too. I had dinner of rolled pork and chips while my wife went for some noodles. It was a most pleasant way to spend the Saturday afternoon. There was so much to see I have decided to break up the photos for several blogs.

One section that interested me was the retro vintage British cars.









Vintage Tractors of Retro British Days.


Today, my wife and I went to the Sandringham Game and Country Fair. It has been advertised for weeks on bill boards along country roads here, there and everywhere in the Fenland. It is only a short distance across the county border and in Norfolk. We missed it last year and Carole (my wife) has been going on and on that she did not want to miss it this year.

So, with a sense of purpose, we got our things together and trundled off in the car towards Sandringham. The event was grander than I expected. There were several arenas with Shire horses, pony and trap manoeuvres, horse drawn boarding events, Birds of Prey, sheep dog trials, clay pigeon shooting archery and many more things too.


There were well over 200 various stalls selling a variety of things from craft work, country clothing and so many more things too. I had dinner of rolled pork and chips while my wife went for some noodles. It was a most pleasant way to spend the Saturday afternoon. There was so much to see I have decided to break up the photos for several blogs.

One of many attractions was a collection of old vintage tractors from retro times.