the Underground rumbles on!
Today I decided to take beery consolation in a street called 'Briggate' in Leeds, Yorkshire.
This used to be the main drag in medieval times, with coaching inns positioned in the side alleys leading to private courtyards, once upon a time safely behind the walls of the hamlet.
Today there are still several such inns positioned up side alleys.
One such is 'Whitelocks', established on the site of a coahing inn in 1715.
Since I last visited they have dragooned at least seven or eight new beers into their selection, and today I tried a 'Wentworth 1000', a reasonably strong ale with a hoppy, fruity flavour and pale, clear appearance.
Delicious.
Fell in with a bunch of ancients, the old men that are the oozing underground life-blood of the city at lunchtime; and 'underground' they were.
Conversation turned to Islamic Terrorism.
And then it was said.
England is done for. We are like the Jews in 1930's Germany.
(He pointed to his head)
Got to keep this down.
(He pointed to his mouth)
Got to keep this shut.
We could be arrested for having this conversation.
And I realised it was true.
Ani ehad Evrit!
Anyway, I headed back towards the bus station North, and passed the Kirkgate Markets; favourite fishmonger with the lobsters(rubber banded claws to stop them fighting) and bought a quarter Pound of Green-Lipped Mussels to eat on the way home.
2 comments:
I thought that the muslim pacification legislation had been narrowly defeated a month or so back. Are things really so bad in Britain that a conversation like that is illegal or almost so? Please advise sensible English compatriots that they are welcome in Canada — we could use a few over here anyway.
Ani ehad Evrit!
Translation?
'I am one Hebrew.'
Not sure the grammar is correct though.
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