This VE Day thing.

[easytoslip]

1 minute ago, TK421 said:

I don't really understand the questions. Taking time out to reflect, remembering the sacrifice and learning lessons from the war for a better future.  That's all fine, I have no problem with the UK or any other country doing these things on a day like today or whenever else it is deemed to be appropriate. I am not intolerant in that respect. 

 

What I object to is stuff like the poem from Lee Butcher from twitter.

Never heard of him or seen it, all kinds of cunts hijack events for self gain whether it be political, sales or promoting their dickhead selves. 

 

[Pureblood]

Just now, easytoslip said:

Never heard of him or seen it, all kinds of cunts hijack events for self gain whether it be political, sales or promoting their dickhead selves. 

 

It's on the previous page.

[AngryOfTuebrook]

1 hour ago, cloggypop said:

Remembrance Day is 4th May here. Everything, and I mean everything, comes to a halt and complete quiet takes over briefly. Liberation Day is the day after on the 5th. That's only an actual bank holiday every 5 years (this year obviously) but there's usually festivals on for it. 

It still occasionally shocks me the difference in wartime experience between the UK and places like the Netherlands and France. My parents' generation would talk about air raids and evacuation and their fathers going to fight; people from the occupied countries would have far more terrible family memories. 

 

Back in Runcorn, in the 1980s, my then girlfriend's mum had a couple from Holland come to stay with her; Carel and Betty van Druten. Carel had been an injured airman that my ex's mum had treated when she was a nurse in Scotland during the war. They were really close and he had even proposed to her. After the war, he had become a prominent trade unionist, but when he retired he had a massive breakdown.  The doctors told him that it was all his wartime memories, which his brain had drowned out by keeping busy with work, had come back with a vengeance.  They suggested he reconnect with people he knew from that time, which is how he suddenly pitched up in Runcorn. 

 

As well as his own personal horrors of combat, he had to deal with the loss of many friends and relatives, who were arrested, tortured and killed because they were working for the Resistance. After the war, he found out that the collaborator who betrayed them to the  Nazis was his own sister.

 

Shit like that takes some getting over.

 

Betty was also fascinating.  She had also nursed Carel, but she fell in love with him. At the end of the war, she went alone to the Netherlands, not speaking a word of Dutch and not knowing whether Carel was dead or alive; but she was determined to find him and marry him and she did both. That single-minded strength of character might have been a family trait, because her nephew was Graeme Sounness. They made a few visits over, during which they divided their time between a council house in Murdishaw and Souey's fancy-pants mansion.

[Chris]

Christ there's some miserable killjoy fuckers on here. Let people have something to feel good about for one day, for fuck's sake. 

[Mook]

10 minutes ago, Chris said:

Christ there's some miserable killjoy fuckers on here. Let people have something to feel good about for one day, for fuck's sake. 

Not while there is breath in my body will I let people having a nice time go by without having a good fucking moan about it.

 

The bastards.

[Nelly-Szoboszlai]

1 hour ago, A Red said:

All you have to do is close the curtains, switch the tele over and remind yourself you are cooler than them.

Negged for falsely assuming that us cool cats even open our curtains in the first place. 

 

Just been for my daily walk and the top half of our street have got a boss little VE Day party on the go. Sound system, barbecue and people on their steps, socially distancing of course. Not the one hipster fuck dressed like they're from the 1940s. 

[s(k)aturation]

48 minutes ago, Rico1304 said:

I’m having another of my head shaking moments.  Celebrating defeating actual Nazis is bad.  Fucking mental. 

 

Just to clarify:  defeating the Nazis was brilliant.  Yay, well done.

 

That was all that mattered for the battered, fucked up and displaced people of Europe.

 

Job done.  Justice done.

 

Well done, everyone.  Well done, Britain.

 

 

[Rico1304]

I’ve just broken up our street party by starting the lawn mower. 

[Alan Sex]

1 minute ago, Rico1304 said:

I’ve just broken up our street party by starting the lawn mower. 

In full on Hitler costume?

[Brownie]

I’m a bit conflicted about it because on the one hand it feels nationalistic and I hate all that shite but on the other hand it was victory over fascism which is obviously a good thing.
 

What annoys me is that after the war the country became more left wing and that’s when life was at it’s best (Attlee, socialist policies like the NHS etc).

 

So we have a bizarre scenario where everyone is celebrating our victory against fascism at the same time as they are becoming more fascist without even realising it.

[easytoslip]

27 minutes ago, Mook said:

Not while there is breath in my body will I let people having a nice time go by without having a good fucking moan about it.

 

The bastards.

Haha, yours disgruntled of Ashby De La Zouche. 

[Pureblood]

7 minutes ago, Brownie said:

I’m a bit conflicted about it because on the one hand it feels nationalistic and I hate all that shite but on the other hand it was victory over fascism which is obviously a good thing.
 

What annoys me is that after the war the country became more left wing and that’s when life was at it’s best (Attlee, socialist policies like the NHS etc).

 

So we have a bizarre scenario where everyone is celebrating our victory against fascism at the same time as they are becoming more fascist without even realising it.

Yes, it's paradoxical and there is also the paradox/unintended consequence of coronavirus more likely to be spread today with everyone instructed to go outside at the same time, street parties and so on. I don't see how it is possible to do these things without compromising social distancing.  There is a woman on my street who has knocked on everyone's door and offered to put bunting up on their hedges, I have witnessed her talking to the whole street by knocking on their front doors and speaking to them at length at what I would consider to be not a safe distance.  If she is infectious she has just done her best to pass it onto to everyone. 

[Rico1304]

7 minutes ago, skaro said:

 

Just to clarify:  defeating the Nazis was brilliant.  Yay, well done.

 

That was all that mattered for the battered, fucked up and displaced people of Europe.

 

Job done.  Justice done.

 

Well done, everyone.  Well done, Britain.

 

 

Yay well done.  
 

fucking mental. 
 

 

[Rico1304]

2 minutes ago, TK421 said:

Yes, it's paradoxical and there is also the paradox/unintended consequence of coronavirus more likely to be spread today with everyone instructed to go outside at the same time, street parties and so on. I don't see how it is possible to do these things without compromising social distancing.  There is a woman on my street who has knocked on everyone's door and offered to put bunting up on their hedges, I have witnessed her talking to the whole street by knocking on their front doors and speaking to them at length at what I would consider to be not a safe distance.  If she is infectious she has just done her best to pass it onto to everyone. 

Everyone on my street has gas masks on. 
 

I am literally the only person on the street who

isnt outside having a socially distanced party.  

[AngryOfTuebrook]

1 minute ago, Rico1304 said:

Everyone on my street has gas masks on. 

Same here, but that's mainly due to the egg and cabbage Madras I had last night. 

[Rico1304]

3 minutes ago, AngryofTuebrook said:

Same here, but that's mainly due to the egg and cabbage Madras I had last night. 

I’ve got ‘The It Girl’ blaring out to drown out their inane chit chat.  
 

the wife has felt obliged to join them, said I needed to go.  I just said ‘I hope you have a wonderful time’ which is what I say every time she tries to rope me in to this bollocks. Although I did make her a nice G&T to numb the pain. 

[Rico1304]

Ha ha she’s just come back in and I’ve had the death glare. 

[A Red]

1 hour ago, TK421 said:

What I object to is stuff like the poem from Lee Butcher on twitter.

You do realise that Lee Butcher from twitter wasnt on the VE day celebrations organising committee? 

[Scooby Dudek]

9 minutes ago, A Red said:

You do realise that Lee Butcher from twitter wasnt on the VE day celebrations organising committee? 

Can you prove that ? 

[A Red]

3 minutes ago, Scooby Dudek said:

Can you prove that ? 

Yes

[Creator Supreme]

1 hour ago, AngryofTuebrook said:

It still occasionally shocks me the difference in wartime experience between the UK and places like the Netherlands and France. My parents' generation would talk about air raids and evacuation and their fathers going to fight; people from the occupied countries would have far more terrible family memories. 

 

Back in Runcorn, in the 1980s, my then girlfriend's mum had a couple from Holland come to stay with her; Carel and Betty van Druten. Carel had been an injured airman that my ex's mum had treated when she was a nurse in Scotland during the war. They were really close and he had even proposed to her. After the war, he had become a prominent trade unionist, but when he retired he had a massive breakdown.  The doctors told him that it was all his wartime memories, which his brain had drowned out by keeping busy with work, had come back with a vengeance.  They suggested he reconnect with people he knew from that time, which is how he suddenly pitched up in Runcorn. 

 

As well as his own personal horrors of combat, he had to deal with the loss of many friends and relatives, who were arrested, tortured and killed because they were working for the Resistance. After the war, he found out that the collaborator who betrayed them to the  Nazis was his own sister.

 

Shit like that takes some getting over.

 

Betty was also fascinating.  She had also nursed Carel, but she fell in love with him. At the end of the war, she went alone to the Netherlands, not speaking a word of Dutch and not knowing whether Carel was dead or alive; but she was determined to find him and marry him and she did both. That single-minded strength of character might have been a family trait, because her nephew was Graeme Sounness. They made a few visits over, during which they divided their time between a council house in Murdishaw and Souey's fancy-pants mansion.

Amazing story, love stuff like that (the bit about his wife following him to the Netherlands, not his Nazi Collaborating sister)!

[Pureblood]

18 minutes ago, A Red said:

You do realise that Lee Butcher from twitter wasnt on the VE day celebrations organising committee? 

It's cute that you're fighting his corner. 

[A Red]

1 minute ago, TK421 said:

It's cute that you're fighting his corner. 

I'm not intelligent enough for the mental agility required to make sense of that

[Pureblood]

5 minutes ago, A Red said:

I'm not intelligent enough for the mental agility required to make sense of that

I know.

[easytoslip]

1 hour ago, AngryofTuebrook said:

It still occasionally shocks me the difference in wartime experience between the UK and places like the Netherlands and France. My parents' generation would talk about air raids and evacuation and their fathers going to fight; people from the occupied countries would have far more terrible family memories. 

 

Back in Runcorn, in the 1980s, my then girlfriend's mum had a couple from Holland come to stay with her; Carel and Betty van Druten. Carel had been an injured airman that my ex's mum had treated when she was a nurse in Scotland during the war. They were really close and he had even proposed to her. After the war, he had become a prominent trade unionist, but when he retired he had a massive breakdown.  The doctors told him that it was all his wartime memories, which his brain had drowned out by keeping busy with work, had come back with a vengeance.  They suggested he reconnect with people he knew from that time, which is how he suddenly pitched up in Runcorn. 

 

As well as his own personal horrors of combat, he had to deal with the loss of many friends and relatives, who were arrested, tortured and killed because they were working for the Resistance. After the war, he found out that the collaborator who betrayed them to the  Nazis was his own sister.

 

Shit like that takes some getting over.

 

Betty was also fascinating.  She had also nursed Carel, but she fell in love with him. At the end of the war, she went alone to the Netherlands, not speaking a word of Dutch and not knowing whether Carel was dead or alive; but she was determined to find him and marry him and she did both. That single-minded strength of character might have been a family trait, because her nephew was Graeme Sounness. They made a few visits over, during which they divided their time between a council house in Murdishaw and Souey's fancy-pants mansion.

 Nice story that