This summer was remarkable for the number of lefties who finally embraced the national flag – when it was totally emasculated and the stuff of style rather than substance.
So our disabled soldiers may be turned away from public swimming baths lest their war-torn stumps scare the civilians’ precious kiddies, and we may take all our laws from Brussels – but let’s hear it for the proud red, white and blue, on a tea caddy near you.
