And back to work today.
If you took in the Jubilee festivities over the weekend you’re probably feeling a little bit fuzzy and warm inside, for some of you that’ll be the remainder of the booze, for the rest it’ll be a sense of pride and belonging.
It’s just a shame that by this time next week 99.9% of you will have forgotten all about it, moved on, and be swearing at your neighbours again over their cat peeing on your petunias.
When we come together as a nation like we did over the weekend it’s not difficult to see how we were once a Great Britain, one that is barely recognisable today as we sink even further into a financial and immoral mire. Indeed flying the Union Jack (and I’m not getting into that Jack v Flag argument again) from about 5pm today will instantly mark you out as a racist, vegetarian taunter or an Austin Powers fan. And that’s a shame.
We’ve become too sensitive to others, we fear offending the Guardian brigade, the muslims, the gays, the cops, the teachers, the nurses, the polar bears and so many others, yet over the last 4 days the world hasn’t ended over some bunting, has it?
Keep waving the Union Jack Britain, even if only in your heart.