Rosamundi's ramblings

To you, Saint Martin de Porres, we prayerfully lift up our hearts, filled with serene confidence and devotion. Mindful of your unbounded and helpful charity to all levels of society and also of your meekness and humility of heart, we offer our petitions to you. Pour out upon our families the precious gifts of your solicitous and generous intercession; show to the people of every race and every colour the paths of unity and of justice; implore from our Father in heaven the coming of his kingdom, so that through mutual benevolence in God, men may increase the fruits of grace and merit the rewards of eternal life. Amen.

Argh. Just argh.

Mr Griffin, I’ll see your John 15:20 and raise you Matthew 25:35 and Galatians 3:28 and all that stuff in the Old Testament about welcoming the widow and the orphan and the stranger.

And to those who are shrieking about persecution because their membership of the BNP is causing people to look at them askance and their employer to question their Christianity, a much wiser man than me once said “some people are indeed persecuted because they’re Christians. The vast majority, however, are persecuted because they’re morons.”

Anyone any ideas? Taken today, March 29th, somewhere in east London. Apologies for frankly gruesome image quality. Clicking on picture will bring you to a larger image, in all its out-of-focus glory.

Proper, “I really should go to the doctor but I can’t be bothered to sit in a waiting room surrounded by ill people only to be told I have a chest infection and go home and drink simple linctus” ill.

Anyway, better now (hurrah, no more 3am “oh help, I’ve just barfed up a lung” coughing fits), so normal witterings will be resumed shortly.

Bird count is currently two bluetits, three great tits and a robin who hasn’t read the bit in the bird instruction manual that says “robins are ground feeders.” Silly robin.

And He loves me and wants me to be happy. Or, at least, He wants me to laugh so hard I snort wine out my nose.

The British National Party has pulled off a bit of a blinder by fronting an anti-immigration campaign with a poster featuring a Spitfire belonging to 303 Squadron of the RAF – the “most effective Polish squadron during the Second World War”, as the Telegraph puts it.
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The last major example of the Polish coming over here and taking our jobs was, as the Telegraph notes, during the aforementioned Battle of Britain when their pilots accounted for 203 Luftwaffe aircraft – roughly “12 per cent of total German losses”.

EDIT: It also appears from here, that they stole the image and are using it without the creator’s permission. This just gets better and better.