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This Stranger Island

The UK is an island, in name, and attitude - at least according to one man, David Cameron, who returns, raising his empty hand like a salute.  While the Eurozone struggles with an epoch-defining crisis that could yet plunge the world (including the UK) into deep recession, or worse, our PM fiddles with party politics.  As one French wag put it today, the Tories are acting like a man going to a wife-swapping party, without his wife.  Indeed.  It is time for the voters of Britain to decide, whether they see a future inside Europe.  Eyewear does, but also thinks a referendum makes sense - it will force the hand of all sides, and get the best arguments out there.

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Poetry Pleases! said…
Dear Todd

I'm no Tory as you know but I don't think that 'Call me Dave' had much choice. Sarko was out to neuter the City of London and Cameron headed him off at the pass. The real problem is that decades of Euro-hostility from right-wing Tories has left us friendless in Europe which could prove extremely expensive in the future. Having spent a lot of time in France recently, I can personally confirm that it is a far more prosperous and civilized country than Britain these days.

Best wishes from Simon

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