i could sit here and spill my guts of whats around the corner, whats facing us right now, but you, we, all have eyes, spose im being selfish here, i dunno, but i remember the days of my youth, when britain was great, i loved my way of life, freedom, no fcukin grooming gangs, nobody walked the streets with machetes, full of hatred lopping folks head off, by me being selfish, i mean, i wont be here i hope to see the bloodshed thats perhaps not in my lifetime, but never the less it will happen, anyways, its a lovely day here today, wall to wall sunshine, so my rant, moan gripe whatever is over