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Wednesday, 27 August 2025

BYE BYE BRITISH SUMMER TIME!

 

BYE BYE BRITISH SUMMER TIME!

 


Well what the hell was that?

Same old, same old eh?

As unreliable as the politicians eh?

So you’re off again for another year

How many heatwaves was that?

Mini bursts of madness that encouraged

British Patriots to shout at Migrant Hotels

with tins of courage!

We knew that you were never great

like the land you shone down upon

but at least you were reliable!

Now though?

One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Climate Change?

If we want hot weather we’ll fly to the Med

thank you very much Jerry

Margo’s just melted in the Gazebo

We like the sun don’t get me wrong

but too much of it is just not Cricket!

Hosepipe Bans?

An Englishman’s Home is his Garden

How are the privatised water companies

meant to flush our shit into the sea if there is no rain?

Keep Practising British Summer Time

Who knows? One year you’ll get it right.

The year we all die of British blight.  

Thursday, 21 August 2025

Going anywhere in August

 

Going anywhere in August

 



Going anywhere in August

Tourists like locusts

Your backwater town

transformed

into wedding dress

for the “look look brigade”

Bikers, bikers everywhere

Passive aggression personified

in black leather

Mucho macho!

The roar of the engine

meets the siren of the ambulance

“Do you want a flake in that love?”

Inner city is grim

Got to get to seaside to kill seagull

“It had me fish and chips

and for that, it deserved to die”

Britain burns with resentment

Lobster red gammons with union jack knotted handkerchiefs on heads

bobbing out to sea on requisitioned deckchairs.

Refugees & Migrants, Asylum Seekers hide

from the white men and women!

This isn’t Isabel Oakeshott’s Dubai

This is where you come to cry

to get your name burned through a stick of rock

Man in Reform FC shirt walking like the cock of the walk

is just a cock.

It's Lee Anderson by Sea

A private security firm chaperone a specific group of people

back on to the trains.

They’re hooligans just not the football type

more the religious sort

best not say anymore lest

poet get accused of anti

FREEZE MOTHERFUCKERS!

Bank Holiday is over

Get back to work!    

Tuesday, 19 August 2025

Bomb Public Schools

 



With all the carnage from war in the world this blogger uses the word 'bomb' in a laissez faire manner. How dare he? Well he dares. Who dares wins Rodney!

With Rupert Lowe, spawn of satan, alumni of Radley Colllege, Oxford mounting an attack on the Home Office for compassionately accepting babies and children from the Gaza Strip, from Palestine for treatment by the NHS, this public school orifice condemns them for that.

By this stage I believe that his twitter account is run by a room of elderly bots under a decayed hotel on the Great Yarmouth seafront. He is outrage farming and he's getting a lot of outrage but it's bouncing off the walls of his stables in the Cotswolds.

Back to the title of the blog, why don't you? Instead of removing the charitable status of 'Public Schools' you know the schools that aren't meant for the public but for fee paying sons and daughters of diplomats and officers in the armed forces. When they turn out on a Wednesday afternoon in their Cadet Force uniforms to squarebash around the quad "Bomb them".

The amount of damage that public schoolboys have done to this motley assortment of 'home countries'. Cameron, Johnson, Sunak! Cameron cow towing to Farage of Dulwich College! That was one in the eye of Eton. Brexit Bumhole Britain delivered to you by racist Public Schoolboys on bikes.

There used to be a Twitter account, Labour against Public Schools. That's disappeared. The slow death of taxing them is not quick enough. We need to level up. Remember Cameron's Big Society? Well getting rid of these ancient institutions of class inequality has got to be a definite step to a fairer, more just society.  

We need less Rupert Lowes and more Gary Linekers. There is far too much hate and hostility swirling around fanned by the MSM. As if the 24/7 genocide in Palestine is not enough for the bloodthirsty flag shaggers standing outside migrant hotels. Who is putting them in these hotels in the first place? Public Schoolboys, but because they are white, it's allright "One of us, One of us"

The sooner the class system, for it is definitely a system for those that shout the loudest at the top, is dismantled the better. Let's start by taxing their wealth and dismantling their ancient schools brick by brick.

I don't care if it dates back to 1482, bend over, here's my shoe!


 

     

Thursday, 14 August 2025

Herring Gull & Chips

 


https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/articles/c4gzwyd7rr9o



You kicked me to death because I ate your fish

Dead Fish and now a Dead Gull

Human, what is it in that skull?

Was it the money that you paid?

I usually only go for ice cream

but then I saw your fish

A herring gull can dream of such a dish

The Royal Society for the Protection of Animals had to get involved

and now you’re a wanted man!

How will you sleep at night now with the sound of my screams

haunting your dreams?

"he is about 5ft 10in (1.78m), has curly hair, is of medium build and was wearing a black jacket".

You’ll have to go on the run now to Spain

Change your appearance and only eat paella and drink sangria

Fugitive of Barmouth with “I kill gulls on your T shirt”

At least you don’t kill babies and children

But I’ve heard that topping gulls is a gateway drug

You wont be so smug with that syrup of figs over your mug

Next on the menu for the Chippy of the Year will be

“Herring Gull & Chips”


Further Reading

https://sharkfishinginwales.blogspot.com/2022/10/the-moon-as-fishing-buoy-in-bermo.html



Thursday, 17 July 2025

Where is our Capital then?

 


In my almost 60 years on this planet I can safely state without fear of contradiction that "The British are horrible bastards" So convinced am I of this undisputable fact that I have put it as my bio on my/Elon Musk's twitter account.

I need to extrapolate to further hurt the feelings of the skull now scratching its head in perplexity. 💀

We have seen with our own eyes that those who identify as Loyalist in Northern Ireland have a propensity for bigotry and xenophobia. 

The British in England are the racists, the anti-boat people, the pro Lucy Connolly people, the Rupert Lowe fan club. 

In Wales, the British are the loyalist swans, the Valley patriots, the keep our hotels for paying guests and not migrants brigade and the wrongly named Voice of Wales. 

In Scotland, they are the Rangers, Orange Order, Sectarian, We love the Queen brigade. 

All horrible, horrible bastards because they worship a made up culture and that made up culture is the British one. It is one that has been foisted on the Irish, Scots, Welsh and English by Monarchy and the Upper Classes to get them more cannon fodder to fight foreign wars. 

The picture above mooching about on twitter yesterday got me to thinking. If London is Loyalist Swans Capital then where is our Capital here in West Wales. It should be Machynlleth of course, the seat of Owain Glyndwr's Parliament but it isn't very big. Should it be Amwythig, Shrewsbury the seat of power of the old Marcher Lords? We know that in North Wales Liverpool is referred to as the Capital and with good reason. Geographically closer than Cardiff it provided work for Gogs who could nip back and across the invisible border for tea.

Cardiff, that reluctant capital of Wales, the city that didn't vote for devolution in 1997 has had the Senedd as an appendage on its South shore since 1999. Working Class Cardiff and it is still predominantly working class has no time for these out of towners who bring their 'Welshness' into a Somali and Irish city.

"Why do we have to speak Welsh? Why do they want to ram it down our throats" said my former neighbour in Grangetown who knew full well that I had sympathy for the language and spoke a few words.

Having lived in the Diff for thirty years I can say that Cardiff doesn't care about the rest of Wales. The rest of Wales does not exist as far as it is concerned. If it swapped geographical location with Bristol it would be perfectly happy. It could be that over the last two decades in particular and in the two decades before that, Cardiff saw an influx of Welsh Speakers who decided to take the mother tongue and implant it with zeal fostering Welsh Language Primary and Secondary schools. My old neighbour was one who stood outside what is now Glantaf Secondary School in Ystum Taf/Llandaff North with a placard which said 'No Welsh School here'. "We didn't want it here" he used to shout, his Cardiff twang almost shattering the chandeliers of City Hall. I deduced before I left the reluctant Capital of Wales that he was so bitter towards the Welsh Language because he had married a Welsh girl from Ffald y Brenin in Carmarthenshire and she divorced him after seven years and he carried that wound around as a badge of dishonour enabling him to be emotionally dysregulated towards Wales' first language. Strangely enough he didn't identify as British, he used to say "I am Cardiff and European".

The attitude of the horrible bastards in Northern Ireland almost mirrors that to the British in Wales. Their thought patterns go along the lines of "the Welsh language here is a nuisance, it makes the Welsh feel less Welsh because they don't speak it and it's a fucking difficult language to learn so why should I go to the trouble of learning it". Kneecap, the rap band promote the Irish Language and the Loyalist Horrible bastards use that as a stick to beat them with. It's not British, it's Irish so it's not welcome here. 


Cardiff, the Edwardian City was built on the back of the Industrial Revolution. Capitalism begat the Capital, it makes sense. The language of commerce in all the towns of Wales is English. Even in Caernarfon they will count the bank notes out for you in English whilst keeping up a Welsh conversation. Ruthin, Carmarthen, Denbigh, English Language towns where the countryside around was fully Welsh speaking. The Church in England which became the Church in Wales played no small part in dispatching the Welsh Language from its services and its life and those Norman Church towers stood as beacons of anglicisation.

So where do I in Aberystwyth and surrounds believe our Capital to be?  After much deliberation I would have to say Rhayader because of the ridiculous traffic situation in the town. Any four way crossroads with a clock tower in the middle that relies on the courtesy and common sense of drivers to allow smooth traffic flow deserves to be christened a Capital. With the 'Royal Welsh' looming, good luck!          


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