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British-Canadian Relations

It might seem odd to be talking Canada on July 4, but the news from that mighty nation has been good of late, regarding the visiting Royal newlyweds.  Despite a few separatist rabble-rousers, their tour of Canada, and especially Montreal and Quebec City, has been delightful, and full of genuine warmth and curiosity. William  has spoken French, and Kate has expressed interest in Anne of Green Gables.  They have met the Huron chief.  They have sailed the St. Lawrence, that great river.  They've planted trees, welcomed new citizens - and carried it all off with ease, and charm, and energy.  Canada will remain loyal for the next century, if it keeps going like this - and no reason to think it won't.  Hopefully, this visit will inspire people in the UK to holiday in Canada.

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Yes, the royal tour of Canada has gone off well, even if the crowds cheer stupidly after every phrase that Prince William utters. Canada should, I think, keep the monarchy (and thereby stay distinct from the USA).
When I went to Canada ten years ago, though, I looked for more interesting sights, such as the Plains of Abraham battlefield in Quebec City and the balcony of Montreal City Hall where de Gaulle made his notorious speech.

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