On Saturday night whilst pootling along in my old Rover, an ominous warning came from the passenger seat which started with the words: "I've got a bone to pick with you!" After thirty five years of marriage I have learned to take notice of warnings like that from the memsahib, and if those warnings are not taken notice of then life can become distinctly uncomfortable.
I was instructed that the cardboard box in which my mound of newspaper clippings which have been steadily growing for several years, and now disintegrating to such a state that it only slightly resembled a box, along with the pile of newspaper clippings covering masses of news about the EU, the loss of our sovereignty and tales of woe about how the EU has been destroying every aspect of our democracy, would have to go. It seemed this gathering pile of paper, which resided in the front bedroom and constantly spilled far and wide due to the state of the box, was a mess in the Bennett household too far on top of all my other anti-EU clutter.
With the ultimatum set, and my dear old mom coming to stay with us for a week and needing that room, I did the only thing I could and burned the whole lot on Sunday morning, as you can see from the photo above.
As photos of Peter Mandelson, articles about Tony Blair, interviews with Gordon Brown and reports of masses of EU legislation went up in flames, a thought crossed my mind: 'If only this was for real, if only we were actually burning and destroying the masses of EU directives, legislation, regulations and all the EU treaties as a nation, oh would that not be the most wonderful thing." Mind you, there is so much of it a vastly larger incinerator than my garden incinerator would be needed, possibly the largest incinerator in the world would be required!
Just imagine what a wonderful task it would be to set about destroying the masses of EU bureaucracy which, like my pile of now smouldering newspaper clippings, how good it would be to burn the lot of them. My newspaper cuttings have been gathering only for the last few years, the EU's load of rubbish directives have been gathering since we joined the Common Market in 1973, and to shift that lot will be a major task for any Euro Realist government - should we ever be so lucky as to elect one. This is a task which will take years to remove as the EU is now so entrenched in our lives and its roots and branches, just like bindweed in a garden, infest all our Government departments and every part of our lives.
If, at the next general election, the people of this nation came to their senses and voted UKIP, or if one of the other political parties actually realised there was little point to being in office as the EU is now the real government, and decided to do something about it, the task of dismantling this mass of EU imposed legislation would take years to complete. Bit by bit, beginning with the major pieces of legislation such as the EU-wide arrest warrant, and working down to more minor matters, it would probably take more than one Parliament before we could safely say, there is no EU legislation blighting our legal system or our lives anymore.
If only we could have that much yearned for bonfire of EU legislation, as it stands the EU would most probably have some nit picking rules about the burning of things! But I've still got my box of matches.