Let us today, on Election Results Day, 7th June 2009,
give thanks and remember the men and women who fought so bravely to create and maintain a political party to represent the ordinary working-class men and women of this great country.
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Labour shall grow not old, as the parties that are left grow old.
Age shall not weary them nor the years condemn.
With the setting of the sun, and in the morning we will remember them.
Lest We Forget.
give thanks and remember the men and women who fought so bravely to create and maintain a political party to represent the ordinary working-class men and women of this great country.
********
Labour shall grow not old, as the parties that are left grow old.
Age shall not weary them nor the years condemn.
With the setting of the sun, and in the morning we will remember them.
Lest We Forget.
I'm Luke Akehurst..... aka. "Luke The Nuke".
15 comments:
What is this then?
A demonstrative pronoun, though less ambiguous in the context of your sentence if presented in quotation marks.
I paid for those wreaths out of my own pocket. Honest!
What a set of tossers, cant even stand up to a pygmy.
Doverwatch is suggesting that Brown might be doing this deliberately. Look towards the bottom of the post.
http://doverwatch.blogspot.com
bad taste
Bad taste? I'm a bloody Labour councillor, for Chrissake. And a Blairite. Of course I've got bad taste!
You're spot on. I think this may be the moment that Labour became the third party.
It may well be a fight between UKIP and Lib Dems for second.
Oh and Labour really deserve it as it is all of their own spineless dishonest making.
Calling us spineless is a bit unfair at a time when I'm confined to lying flat on my back in a hospital bed.
I think he was referring to the current crop of thieving toerags clinging like grim death to their seats in the Commons, in the hope of an even larger payout than what they've already stolen when they inevitably get booted out.
You're all worrying about nothing and everything will be forgotten by tea time. Look how quickly Peter Hain (and his aged mother/highly paid secretarial support) was forgiven, forgotten and rehabilitated. And Mandelson. Hazel Blears will be next, I'll bet.
This crisis will be all over by tea time. Mark my words.
"So raise the champagne glasses high,
And fill the troughs of our pigsty,
Though cowards flinched
when Gordon smeared,
He's saved our jobs for one more year."
Dear Luke,
I've been reading your blog for years but never dared to contribute until today, when I noticed that the verification word for comments was "Mullyt" and I realised my time had come at last; to step forward and speak up.
Something I've been itching to tell you for ages is that you should ditch that dreadful Morrisey with his aweful lyrics and song titles. Simply take a look at the tracks that have blessed Kajagoogoo's EPs, LPs and singles for the last couple of decades and I'm sure you will be amazed.
1983: Take Another View, Lies & Promises, Hang On Now, Too Shy (Hush Hush, Eye to Eye).
1984: Turn Your Back On Me, The Power To Forgive, Melting The Ice Away.
1985: Do I?, Shouldn't Do that, Your Appetite, Sit Down & Shut Up, Afraid Of You, Jigsaw, Fear Of Falling, Charm Of A Gun, You Really Take My Breath Away.
2007: Tears
2008: Death Defying Headlines, Dreaming Of The Same Thing, High Life, The Last Day, Excerpt From The Falling Man, Table For One.
OK, so maybe they don't all "speak to you" but if we can get it together and reform, maybe there is hope for the Labour Party, one day, in the dim and distant future.
Lots of love,
Limahl XXX
PS You truly are my second favourite strawberry blond!
Anon - OK, the game's up. You've caught me. My name is really Gordon Brown.
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