I can't recall meeting a Scot or Taff who described themselves as 'British', certainly not before 'Welsh' or 'Scots'. England is unlikely to get Independance without help and that may come from North of the Border. If the Scots ever voted for full independance, then England might then get it's own Parliament, free from Celtic M.P.'s voting on English issues..............
Well, you have now! No 'Celts' in an English Parliament? So where do they plan to get their MPs from?! "Despite invasions by Saxons, Romans, Vikings, Normans, and others, the genetic makeup of today's white Britons is much the same as it was 12,000 ago, a new book claims. In The Tribes of Britain, archaeologist David Miles says around 80 percent of the genetic characteristics of most white Britons have been passed down from a few thousand Ice Age hunters" http://news.nationalgeographic.com/news/2005/07/0719_050719_britishgene.html
I'd be happy for any Celt to sit in an English Parliament, representing an English seat, it's Scots & Welsh M.P.s from Wales & Scotland, deciding English issues that is my beef!
Let me get this straight, England conquer's/occupies half the the globe, and now you want to be on your onsies!
No, my friend. It is whisky not whiskey. "Uisuisge beatha meaning literally 'water of life'". Scotch Whisky (whiskey); Distillery Tours, Tastings and Online Shopping - Scotchwhisky.com Scotch Drink by Robert Burns Gie him strong drink until he wink, That's sinking in despair; An' liquor guid to fire his bluid, That's prest wi' grief and care; There let him bouse, an' deep carouse, Wi' bumpers flowing o'er, Till he forgets his loves or debts, An' minds his griefs no more. Solomon's Proverbs, xxxi. 6, 7. Let other poets raise a fracas 'Bout vines, an' wines, an' drucken Bacchus, An' crabbit names an' stories wrack us, An' grate our lug, I sing the juice Scotch bear can mak us, In glass or jug. O thou, my Muse! guid auld Scotch drink; Whether thro' wimplin' worms thou jink, Or, richly brown, ream owre the brink, In glorious faem, Inspire me, till I lisp an' wink, To sing thy name! Let husky wheat the haughs adorn, An' aits set up their awnie horn, An' pease an' beans, at e'en or morn, Perfume the plain, Leeze me on thee, John Barleycorn, Thou king o' grain! On thee aft Scotland chows her cood, In souple scones, the wale o'food! Or tumblin in the boilin' flood Wi' kail an' beef; But when thou pours thy strong heart's blood, There thou shines chief. Food fills the wame, an' keeps us leevin, Tho' life's a gift no worth receivin' When heavy-dragg'd wi' pine an' grievin'; But, oil'd by thee, The wheels o' life gae down-hill, scrievin', Wi' rattlin' glee. Thou clears the head o' doited Lear; Thou cheers the heart o' drooping Care; Thou strings the nerves o' Labour sair, At 's weary toil; Though even brightens dark Despair Wi' gloomy smile. Aft, clad in massy siller weed, Wi' gentles thou erects thy head; Yet humbly kind in time o' need, The poor man's wine, His wee drap parritch, or his bread, Thou kitchens fine. Thou art the life o' public haunts; But thee, what were our fairs and rants? Ev'n godly meetings o' the saunts, By thee inspir'd, When gaping they besiege the tents, Are doubly fir'd. That merry night we get the corn in, O sweetly then thou reams the horn in! Or reekin' on a new-year morning In cog or bicker, An' just a wee drap sp'ritual burn in, An' gusty sucker! When Vulcan gies his bellows breath, An' ploughmen gather wi' their graith, O rare! to see thee fizz an' freath I' th' luggit caup! Then Burnewin comes on like death At ev'ry chaup. Nae mercy, then, for airn or steel; The brawnie, bainie, ploughman chiel, Brings hard owrehip, wi' sturdy wheel, The strong forehammer, Till block an' studdie ring an' reel Wi' dinsome clamour. When skirlin' weanies see the light, Though maks the gossips clatter bright, How fumblin' cuifs their dearies slight; Wae worth the name! Nae howdie gets a social night, Or plack frae them. When neibors anger at a plea, An' just as wud as wud can be, How easy can the barley-bree Cement the quarrel! It's aye the cheapest lawyer's fee, To taste the barrel. Alake! that e'er my Muse has reason To wyte her countrymen wi' treason! But mony daily weet their weason Wi' liquors nice, An' hardly, in a winter's season, E'er spier her price. Wae worth that brandy, burning trash Fell source o' mony a pain an' brash! Twins mony a poor, doylt, drucken hash, O' half his days; An' sends, beside, auld Scotland's cash To her worst faes. Ye Scots, wha wish auld Scotland well! Ye chief, to you my tale I tell, Poor, plackless devils like mysel'! It sets you ill, Wi' bitter, dearthfu' wines to mell, Or foreign gill. May gravels round his blather wrench, An' gouts torment him, inch by inch, What twists his gruntle wi' a glunch O' sour disdain, Out owre a glass o' whisky punch Wi' honest men. O whisky! soul o' plays an' pranks! Accept a Bardie's gratefu' thanks! When wanting thee, what tuneless cranks Are my poor verses! Thou comes --- they rattle i' their ranks At ither's ---; Thee, Ferintosh! O sadly lost! Scotland lament frae coast to coast! Now colic grips, an' barkin' hoast, May kill us a'; For loyal Forbes's charter'd boast Is ta'en awa! Thae curst horse-leeches o' th' Excise, Wha mak the whisky stells their prize! Haud up thy han', Deil! ance, twice, thrice! There, seize the blinkers! An' bake them up in brunstane pies For poor d--n'd drinkers. Fortune! if thou 'll but gie me still Hale breeks, a scone, an' whisky gill, An' rowth o' rhyme to rave at will, Tak a' the rest, An' deal 't about as thy blind skill Directs thee best. Dave (Grandson of an Ayrshire lad.)
The Irish side of our family came over here to find some of those "snakes" that were chased outta Ireland ;-)) or to escape the Barristers justice????
We also have Welsh running through our family veins, along with Swedish, Norwegian and American Injun (Cherokee Injun) blood ;-))
What exactly would a 'English Parliment' do? Make the speed limit a little higher than Wales or Scotland. Do you really need another layer of buracracy?
When Scotland votes for full indepenance, there is then, no point having their M.P.s in Westminster (Questionable now ) I just do not accept it as being correct that English M.P.s cannot influence the Scottish issues in the Edinburgh Parliament yet, those issues as they affect England, are voted on by Scots and Welsh M.P.s. It's like the guy over the road telling you to keep out of his business and then walking across and telling you how you have to do it....... It would actually be a layer less, not more..........
Well I was born in England so thats makes me English but England is part of the UK so now that makes be British. But if I was to trace my blood line right back as far as I could I may not be 100% English, sorry British. But the problem gets worst as the EU Parliament states I'm European, this whole issue is giving me a headache so I'm Texan.
You are now an honorary, simulated Texan! Now go forth and be unruly! Oh wait thats a Soccer fan isn't it?
I know, but I could make the same point about English MPs doing the same to the rest of us...like a certain MP for Essex who wants us all on permanent summertime to suit her constituents, then arranges the debate for a Friday afternoon when Scots and Welsh MPs are travelling back to their constituencies and can't attend.
So if we had an English Parliament, they wouldn't have to travel & Edinburgh decides on it's on time zone. A win-win situation!!