How nice to be in England now that Brexits near, I stayed up late with my can of beer and dreamt I slept with Boudicca.
It looks surprisingly calm out in the villages. No doom and gloom. No looted shops, burning cars.
It took 3 years to take the people’s wishes seriously. Now the work begins.
Looking out of the bus windows on this mornings drive, I saw once again the true beauty of the UK.
A Country snatched from the jaws of a growing militarised EU empire.
From the flood plains in the Fenlands, to the mountains of Wales and Scotland, and the hidden gems tucked away in woodlands. It’s always felt like home to me and a great place to make camp.
Will a growing unity in a Reform Party help shape the UK and pressure the Tories to deliver a Brexit true to its name. Taking back our fishing waters, safeguarding our worldwide trade potential. Only time will tell.
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