I know it's been time and I promise to catch up properly very soon and actually talk about sewing for a change ;) However, now I have slightly more pressing matters so bear with. I've just launched version 3.6 of myself and initial results are proving very positive. They'll be more positive I hope come Friday 24th June 2016 when we do the right thing and vote to remain in the EU.
|I want to stand up and be counted because that's how my Nan raised us. My Nan believed in people and when you get more guests than you expect to dinner you don't shut the door you set another place and count yourself lucky.|
Yes that's right our pig bothering bag of detritus that masquerades as our Prime Minister has sent our tiny island into a state of panic by declaring an EU referendum. This was to appease the sleaze that passes for the tory backbench ooh and just to add to the mire he doesn't want to leave the EU himself. Can you imagine how it feels having to be on the same side as the devil? However, it will feel a damn sight worse to wake up Friday alone on our tiny island with the tories. I can go back to despising him and the rest of his cronies lunch time on Friday but we will not however be able to go back on a decision that will change the face of our lives for generations. A decision that I feel at its darkest aims to stoke the worst feelings you can experience in life - fear, isolation, jealousy but on the other hand appeals to what makes humans glorious - compassion, hope, love.
|I'm voting remain because I want to be part of the solution not part of the problem.|
This choice has brought out an ugliness that I believe isn't generally who we are in the UK. I am proud to be British and proud to be European too. Right now though people are throwing around accusations, there are threats of violence and a woman lost her life because of it. Jo Cox, a mam of two and the Labour MP for Batley and Spen, Yorkshire was shot and killed on 16th June 2016. The day before I turned 36 and today (22nd June 2016) she would have been 42. The view is that she was killed for her beliefs all of which, may I add I hold - love, kindness, compassion, hope. It was only the day before she was photographed on a boat on the Thames flying a flag for the remain campaign against Nigel Farage and the leave flotilla. Don't worry if that sentence confuses you it does me too and just highlights the madness of what we've been dealing with for the 100 days since they announced the dreadfully named Brexit.