The bottom line of this perhaps rather long narrative, is not, as I initially started out as a perhaps green, green badge cab driver, who did not move to the valley of Diesel “Ilford” with the obligatory new cab, wife, mortgage and two kids.

No one more surprised than I at the realisation of what has materialised, a first hand description humiliation and deprivation of the British working class from the 1930's.

This erosion brought about entirely by deliberate policy of successive governments.. and the ten draconian years of Tony Blair who deliberately, for whatever reason, encouraged the influx of irrepresible waves of the World's disenchanted onto these shores, by doing so, creating a powerful, intimidating, devisive weapon against the indigenous labouring masses and a hard core of … crime, poverty and unemployment… the triple iron fist of all governments,plus Enron, 9/11, Afghan conflict over oil, Kosovo all emphatically used by Blair; any outcry was by "politically incorrect racists" as Dr David Kelly was to find to the cost of his life.

The differential between rich and poor, is greater now, than during the Middle Ages.

Nothing changes

Margaret Thatcher and her ferocity in smashing the miners by every means at her disposal next to shooting them … she succeeded after months of street fighting. This opened the way for “Privatization” and the “Global economy” ‘The capitalist dream’, where the individual does not exist.

Thatcher put the working class out on a limb as they were prior to the War. During the war, with full employment, only a fool worked more than three days a week. Why work the other time and pay the government taxes..!!

The powerful stood this until they realized there were millions of blacks in the “British Colonies” who were willing to work in Britain for almost nothing…It took a long time for the process of bringing the British worker to heel, but it has been done, they have few rights remaining.

Now, with the “Fight Against Terrorism...” even their redundancy payments … pensions, contracts are torn up in their faces … people simply thrown into the street…

(called in the business ”restructuring!!” )

Nothing changes.

Rather a amazing get out for the privileged class, our “Betters”. Think of the popping bottles of Dom Perrignon….

Today, I saw in Romana, an old lady attempting to sell her personal medicine to buy food... think about that also..

Her monthly state pension is 400.000lei

($13 a month) at today’s exchange rate 31000 Lei to the $.

A Cup of Coffee in McDonalds is now 20.000 lei


During the War… I, 13 years old… working… passing the Ritz Hotel, Piccadilly, in my overalls, covered in asbestos dust. At that moment a magnificent/splendid/elegant lady stepped out from the foyer escorted by two gentlemen in top hats and perfumed suits, heading towards one of the largest saloon cars ever made by Rolls Royce...

From the corner of her eye, this female apparition chanced to see disheveled Peter ... now almost cowering, almost overawed by the splendour of his “Betters” (As he was brought up and taught to believe these creatures were)

The lady immediately started to scream hysterically for the two men to get me out of her sight….
I know my place... I doff my cap to them…

Today, on the box, saw people flying to the States on Concord being served with Caviar and white / yellow roses on the table……… Please yourself….
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