Showing posts with label 4th of July. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 4th of July. Show all posts

Monday, 4 July 2022

Spangled


Gratutous flag-wearing totty time again...

Hell...

After the most splendid "Gay Xmas" weekend, it all comes crashing to earth with a bump, courtesy of that most unwelcome of words: Work.

Never mind, eh? The flag-waving, firework-lighting celebrations of the departure of one of its colonies from Her Majesty's Empire are afoot, which gives us a wide range of options for this Tacky Music Monday!

I've settled on an old, old favourite for the occasion...

In the immortal words of dear old Oscar Wilde: "America had often been discovered before Columbus, but it had always been hushed up."

Have a good week, dear reader.

Friday, 2 July 2021

Life's a festival, so try some letting go


As ever, a gratuitous totty-holding-a-flag photo is in order, methinks.

Yesterday, it was Canada's turn. This Sunday, there's another celebration across the pond, that of a much bloodier departure of an ex-colony from the British Empire...

So let's combine the occasion with our traditional party preparations for the looming weekend, grab our glittery tasselly frocks with matching berets (just like the faboo Ritchie Family, with a most appropriate choon) - and Thank Disco It's Friday!

Have a good weekend peeps - Yank or no Yank!

Wednesday, 4 July 2018

Gawd Bless...


Gratuitous picture of a random hunk with a flag - obligatory in these circumstances, methinks.

Over here, we're celebrating a rare event - British (well, English, anyhow) success in a World-class sporting event.

Across the pond, they're letting off fireworks to celebrate a revolution that preceded France's.

As ever, I am loathe to celebrate the loss of a chunk of our dear, beloved British Empire (genuflect, genuflect) - but, as we are in party mood in the continuing countdown to Gay Xmas, how about we salute our former colony with a bit of Poppycock..?


Hooray, indeed!

Tuesday, 4 July 2017

Together this is what we'll do



A g'wan then...

Even though it always seems somewhat contrary for a citizen of the British Empire to join in the victory parade of its rebellious colonies, over the pond (due West, indeed) the bunting is out for this year's Fourth of July celebrations.

As it is also the middle of our countdown to Gay Pride in London this weekend, let's combine the two parties by way of one of the US of A's most fab-u-lous exports - the Village People and Go West!


Together we will go our way, together we will leave some day.
Together your hand in my hand, together we will make the plans.
Together we will fly so high, together tell our friends goodbye.
Together we will start life new, together this is what we'll do.

Go west, life is peaceful there.
Go west, lots of open air.
Go west to begin life new.
Go west, this is what we'll do!
Go west, sun in winter time.
Go west, we will do just fine.
Go west where the skies are blue.
Go west, this and more we'll do.

Together we will love the beach, together we will learn and teach.
Together change our pace of life, together we will work and strive.
I love you, I know you love me; I want you happy and carefree.
So that's why I have no protest when you say you want to go west.

Go west, life is peaceful there.
Go west, lots of open air.
Go west to begin life new.
Go west, this is what we'll do!
Go west, sun in winter time.
Go west, we will do just fine.
Go west where the skies are blue.
Go west, this and more we'll do.

I know that there are many ways to live there in the sun or shade.
Together we will find a place to settle down and live with the space
without the busy pace back east, the hustling, rustling of the feet,
I know I'm ready to leave too, so this is what we're going to do

Go west, life is peaceful there.
Go west, lots of open air.
Go west to begin life new.
Go west, this is what we'll do!
Go west, sun in winter time.
Go west, we will do just fine.
Go west where the skies are blue.
Go west, this and more we'll do.


I bet they're all singing along at Mar-a-Lago!

Saturday, 4 July 2015

Oh, say can you see anything about my pedigree that's phony?


What all Americans are wearing today. Apparently.

It's some kind of celebration for them 'Merkins in 'Merka [well that's how George Dubya Bush used to say it - just as he confused us over here by declaring a "War on Tourism"...*]

To celebrate with our chums over the pond - on the day that the United Kingdom wisely decided to let loose those self-declared "civilised" types to create a future that gave the world cowboys, Hollywood, the swivel chair, McDonald's, the atomic bomb, Liberace, nylon, Pia Zadora and Jay-Z - here's a wonderfully (ahem) talented troupe of artistes murdering performing the USA's second national anthem...


Yankee Doodle, do or die, indeed.

Happy Fourth of July - here's a must-try recipe for the occasion...

[*I think he meant "Terrorism".]

Wednesday, 4 July 2012

A spangled star



Apparently our American chums are celebrating some kind of bloody revolution across the pond today. Being a child of the Empire I can only agree with dear old Oscar Wilde: "America had often been discovered before Columbus, but it had always been hushed up."

However, in deference to the tea-deniers in the ex-colonies, here is something rather special to celebrate!

Loathe as I do any of these horrible talent shows - this is worth it...


Prince Poppycock

Journalist and political strategist James P Lucier (in the Daily Mail of course) writes about American Independence Day