We cheat!

Sweet Potato
#IamEuropean #chipsforbargaining

Wise up you Eurocrats!! The EU sentiment regarding the #Brexit debacle will have been tempered by the thatcherite-lady-is-not-for-turning days.

This Union-crushing-handbag-toting’ Lady PM ( the Iron clad Lady ) hacked everyone in Euroland off by bringing back a discount.

And now we have a clone of this dragon… who only has a position at all by the skin of her teeth.

So I have had a belly-full of bollox, sick to death of #Brexit means Brexit! settled status? WTF!!!?? Tory rebels? The DUP… ? A month ago no one knew who the frick the DUP were? … But yes… Mrs. May is happy to deal with these former ( fill in your own description here ) and get into bed! along with a nice little palm greaser.

So you MEPs and co-ordinators…get real.

In Politics we LIE, CHEAT, FIDDLE our expenses…in between stabbing our allies and associates in the back. WE back-peddle, we fudge, we avoid issues… WE DON’T PLAY FAIR! And all of this shit! is likely to split my family up…suck the fuck out of my pension and totally disorientate my kids and their education.

Thanks… thanks for NOTHING!

#iameuropean #britineu

My Personal Situation


At the time of writing I am stood up using my ironing board as a workstation!

Why? Basically I spent probably 12 hours sat on the side of my bed, using my laptop…errr…on my lap, trying to put these pages together, with a view to lobbying 70 or so German MEPs with regard to #citizensrights during these supposed #Brexit negotiations.

I have now got severe pains in my calf.

I hope that it’s just a pulled-muscle rather than a blood clot. NB: I have a pump spray bottle of Nitrangin (R) within reach. ( It think it’s a derivative of nitroglycerin, so forgive me if I blow up! )

I haven’t had to use it yet for my extremely high blood pressure ( it’s a heart attack prevention medication ) which I believe opens up your valves allowing obstructions to flow through the network of veins, or should that be arteries? can’t remember.

My reasons for creating this site are mainly selfish.

I, through no fault of my own, am stuck in Germany, #Krefeld which is in Nordrhein-Westfalen ( NWR ) my wife, and partner of 30 years lives in The South of France, some 1250 kms away, and looks after my 15-year-old daughter who is studying at the local Lycée.

My eldest daughter is 19, and studying Filmat Lille University, which is some 950 kms North of where her Mother and sister are living.

It is a goodly drive of 3 hours from here to my eldest daughter, oh, and I have no car.

Sure we are much better placed than many, but circumstances dictate, at least at the time of writing that we could well be split up. I am depressed!

The Press, and the innumerable Forums I have joined are churning out confusing and contradictory information, all the time.

I am referring to the quandary that many of us #citizens, in the UK and indeed Europe, whereby it is NOT clear what is to happen to us.

I had previously lived in France for over 10 years, but circumstances brought me here. AND I have been here for some 4 years and for various reasons cannot re-join my family, nor return the United Kingdom.

I read about “settled status”… residing legally, dual nationality etc.

I can’t keep up with it.

I have, in my opinion, done everything right, paid taxes, and suffered through the complications of co-ordinating family life within this geographically impossible situation.

I have suffered a nervous breakdown and my wife has been extremely ill, and my daughter is currently undergoing treatment.

The stresses brought about, from what I see, as stemming from the simple arrogance and egomania of TWO individuals have become unbearable.

More to follow!


The Tick is Clocking

A recent Newscaster interviewing a bevy of #Brexit specialists regurgitated Jean-Paul Junker’s ultimatum to The UK PM and misquoted “The Clock is Ticking” mantra saying “The Tick is Clocking”

We know what was meant…and it was of little consequence, unless you are a Tick, of course.

Whether a tick clocks, or a clock ticks, the deadline is fast approaching!



I am European

I am European, I must be it says so on the cover of my Passport!

This is my Passport… actually it’s not mine, it belongs to Her Majesty’s Government!

Gold foil-blocked on the cover it reads…


United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland

It is due for renewal soon at a cost of 72.50 Pounds

On the inside front cover it reads:

“Her Britannic Majesty’s Secretary of State Requests and requires in the Name of Her Majesty all this whom it may concern to allow the bearer to pass freely without let on hindrance, and to afford the bearer such assistance and protection as may be necessary.”

On the 29th of March 2019 ( or sooner ) it will have no use, and will need replacing yet again with a new title.

Who’s going to pay for that? The owner i.e. the UK Government?

Or perhaps Her Majesty, I mean she’s British..isn’t she?