In the UK we have an organisation called the Countryside Alliance. It’s a group of country-dwellers who want us townies to stay out of their lives and let them carry on living the way they have for thousands of years. Actually, it’s just a front for a bunch of murderous thugs whose idea of a good time is chasing a fox for miles and then letting a pack of dogs rip it to shreds.
They’re currently very angry because the government has quite rightly decided that this practice is barbaric and is moving to make it illegal. They’re so incensed that they’ll all getting on their horses and their tractors and coming up to London this weekend to tell us just how bloody annoyed they are.
This leaves me with a dilemma. On Sunday, do I go up to Embankment and shout “GET ORF MOY LAND” at them all or do I go and visit the countryside – which will be a far more pleasant place without all the bloody yokels.