Author: Mike Cunningham

Born in England in 1940 in the middle of the Blitz, the youngest of three brothers, he survived an early death after a gas leak filled his bedroom in Jarrow. His sister, who was born ten years later, died at a tragically-early age of sixteen from leukaemia. He joined the Merchant Navy after an Engineering education, and spent seven-odd years living a footloose existence at sea, but met the light of his life, the girl who is now his wife of now forty-seven years while in London. Lived in South Africa for eighteen years while raising three kids, all of whom are now Engineers of varying disciplines themselves. Worked in Africa, and then in England in heavy Engineering, on water, sewage, power and electricity projects, watching the steady decline, in Great Britain, of all types of manufacturing and engineering excellence for the next twenty-five years. This decline mainly due to a combination of political interference and political ineptitude. Likes and loves his family, giving special attention to the three Grandsons who are all both independent and always smiling! Is very proud of his three adult kids. Interests range from politics to blogging and writing, from classical music to photography. Is taking a special interest these days in local council political matters. He has had two books published, one of which is a book in both print and Kindle, and is a novel about Right-wing politics, with four more available as e-books. Politically, he is inclined towards the Right, but is constantly depressed by what is on offer on that side of the political divide. Dislikes the very idea of the European Union, and is forlornly awaiting any Party to keep their promises regarding that bureaucracy-ridden place by the offer of a Referendum. High on any wish-list is an importation of the First Amendment to the Constitution of the United States into the political life of Great Britain and Northern Ireland, so that once more Freemen can speak Freely, without recourse to euphemisms and double-speak!

1.2 %

That statistic, that insignificant percentage, is one which will become very, very important in all our lives this winter. Consider our island nation and its needs. We depend upon just one thing, one commodity, to survive, to live, to keep…

An Apple a day……

I watch a fair bit of television, both fiction and documentaries; some good, some rubbish: but for the first time ever, I heard a character expound a very singular truth. The man was railing at the state of the world,…

And why are you ‘shocked’?

So what did you bloody expect? You allowed huge numbers of Muslims, adherents of a violent religion, believers in the power of their f@@cking bastardised religion, to flock to Western countries, without any attempt to bring them to Western values.…

And Peace Reigned Over Jerusalem!

A British soldier, a former member of the Paratroopers, was arrested on suspicion of Murder, and seven more former Paras have launched legal proceedings in the High Court. I posted the following both on my own site, and on a…

and its our bloody ball!

A couple of decades back, the world chuckled at ‘The Mouse that roared’, a film made in 1959, starring Peter Sellers in three roles; about a tiny European Principality named Grand Fenwick. The Fenwick government, facing bankruptcy as its only…

now who would do such a thing?

This week, within these British Isles, there are, and have been for decades, visible reminders of those who have died in the service of their Country. No-one within the four Nations which, together, comprise the United Kingdom of Great Britain…

He shoots, he misses, again!

We read, courtesy of a two full-page spread in the Sunday Times, with follow-up in the Telegraph today, of the allegedly ‘shocking’ revelations that a large group of over-paid footballing prima-donnas have been taken to the cleaners by a couple…

never send to know for whom the bells tolls;

When a leper walked abroad, in a town or a village, in both mediaeval times and much closer to the present day, they carried a bell. Some believe that the bell’s ring was to warn those in the leper’s path…