Nanny and her jobsworth friends, in Health and Safety, have succeeded in destroying yet another part of the British way of life.
This time Nanny has turned her attention to the Remembrance Day shower of poppies, planned for Sandwell; in Nanny’s view, it is just too dangerous.
Nanny has therefore decided to ban it.
Precisely what form of danger does a shower of poppies present to veterans of conflicts around the globe?
Simple, the poppies might catch fire.
Can anyone tell me how many incidents of burning poppies have occurred in the UK, since the Remembrance Day ceremony first started?
I will go out on a limb here, and say none!
That does not matter; facts do not interest Nanny, nor do peoples’ feelings.
However, she has, in an acknowledgement towards public feelings, graciously allowed the poppies to be dropped if they can be fireproofed; this of course, as she well knows, is prohibitively expensive.
Oddly enough, Nanny has not seen fit to interfere with the Remembrance Day service in the Royal Albert Hall; could it be that she is afraid that the Royal Family might just tell her to take a running jump?
I am drawn to ask how, precisely, would Nanny have coped fighting the last war? I suspect that she would have surrendered before even starting, on health and safety grounds, and we would have all ended up in concentration camps.