WHY I’M MOVING TO ORKNEY

‘You’ve never had it so good’, Prime Minister Harold Macmillan, told the British people in 1963. And they promptly told him to take a flying f*** at a rolling doughnut in the words of Lyndon Baines Johnson. (I’m using polite language).

Then onto the 70s. And yes good old pipe-smoking Mac-wearing Harold Wilson was in power (with the ‘help’ wink-wink) of his friends in the unions. God was in his heaven and The Beatles ruled the world.

These were the glory years: full employment, lots of strikes (working from home), power cuts (great for the birth rate – well you have to some entertainment when the telly goes off at 10.00pm) and the Bay City Rollers at the top of the charts.

There was only one little cloud – inflation at 24 per cent. And we’re worried about 8.7 per cent – as Harold said we never had it so good. Go tell ‘em Rishi and see what happens. 

So where does that leave poor old Rishi. As the Gerry Rafferty song goes*: 

Clowns to the left of me (right wing Tories)

Jokers to the right (left wing Tories) 

Here I am stuck in the middle with you (Sir Keir).

Is it any wonder that the people of Orkney want to move and become part of Norway.

And maybe they might take some of the Independence-loving Scots and the Ulster Unionists with them as well.

I’ve never been to Orkney. Seemingly it’s a desolate grim place, but the Orcadians appear to think it’s better than Britain. 

Still I think I’ll hang on for the moment.

Have a good weekend.

Tom

*For those of you of a ghoulish disposition, you can see a great version of this song in Quentin Tarantino’s movie Reservoir Dogs. Not for the squeamish.

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