"God Save the Queen'
'Cap'n'
Agree entirely with your sentiments, but as I don't believe in one, and object to financially supporting the other, I understand where the lads who threw the glasses were coming from.
May have already told this story, but when we were recording singers in Clare in the seventies we were in the home of two elderly brothers with a magnificent repertoire of songs between them.
We were given a great welcome by them, fed and watered (whiskeyed) and had used up three reels of tape when one sang us a political song 'The Manchester Martyrs'.
He then went into a diatribe about the English, how you waved to them on the road and they ignored you, how they never went to church, and concluded with "They'd eat a horse - on a Friday". Those were the days when it was forbidden to eat meat on that day.
He then immediately reverted back into his 'hospitality' mode.
We had a similar experience in Baltimore (the West Cork one); this would be the first time Pat and I went to Ireland together.
We were in a bar there celebrating a point-to-point victory with a newly-met acquaintance, when a local went into a whole soliloquy of rebel songs; there were dead Black-and-Tans in every corner.
After a while the singer joined us at the bar and asked us where we were from.
Pat (rather nervously) replied that her family were Scots, but we lived in London.
He threw his arms about both of us, told us of his brother who was a postman in Camden Town, and bought us drinks for the rest of the night
Jim Carroll