An enjoyable double-feature, with lovely weather. I thought the morning's was Match of the Day. Why grouch instead of taking in the very well staged public entertainment - we'll never see anything like it again. Turning up our nose doesn’t do anything to bring nearly the bourgeois republic, for whatever that's worth anyway. I tend towards the attitude of Percy French's character in the Mountain's of Mourne - I've seen England's king from the top of a bus And I've never known him, but he means to know us. And tho' by the Saxon we once were oppressed, Still I cheered, God forgive me, I cheered with the rest.
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