“They said that I should lose my ideals & begin to believe in the methods of practical politicians. Now, I have not lost my ideals in the least; my faith in fundamentals is exactly what it always was. What I have lost is my childlike faith in practical politics.” G.K. Chesterton

I just want my country back. A country we can once again be proud to call home. Where children aren’t sacrificed to Pakistani rapists. Where our border actually means something. Where foreign rapists are deported, not handed council flats and legal aid. Where you can speak your

There will more solidarity for Hamas terrorists at Glastonbury Festival than for their 344 music festival victims. How did this country get here?

Respect for pedestrian crossings was once one of the things that defined the UK as a civilised country. So how did so many cyclists suddenly become lawless ferals? And why is the anarchy allowed?

A gentle pace of life and a lovely walk through Piccadilly Gardens in Manchester, 1960.

Foreigners. Should. Not. Hold. Office.

“Integration of races of totally disparate origins and culture is one of the great myths of our time.” Enoch Powell

ICMYI - my shocking footage from central London this week

While the desire for an alternative in British politics is entirely understandable, the idea that we should turn to a Thatcherite/libertarian party — particularly one that appears no more committed to reducing immigration than the mainstream parties — is, at best, perplexing.

“Lacking discipline to reform themselves, intellectual “world improvers” constantly propose theories on how to govern society. All forms of social distinction, good manners, honour, authority, rank, are ceaselessly attacked and deconstructed.” Oswald Spengler

Death penalty to this POS.

“When every benefit received is a right, there is no place for good manners, let alone for gratitude.” Theodore Dalrymple

A charming film of London in the 1950s.

“We need a rebirth of gratitude for those who have cared for us, living and, mostly, dead. The high moments of our way of life are their gifts to us. We must remember them in our thoughts and in our prayers; and in our deeds.” William F. Buckley, Jr.

When books are pow'rless to beguile And papers only stir my bile, For solace and relief I flee To Bradshaw or the ABC And find the best of recreations In studying the names of stations. Railway Rhymes by C.L. Graves