British farm products are exportable, produced to the highest standard and quality in the world, and should be benefitting from the weak pound. Agriculture marketing teams should be working overtime to ensure our farmers are also reaping the benefits of the favourable currency exchange.
My sheep farming friends worry the EU will impose Trade Tariffs post Brexit, so it is vital we leave the single market and customs union. Then given the value of British Markets to EU exporters, commercial interests will encourage EU politicians to strike a UK free-trade deal.
Mr Gove is directing his favours towards some baffling environmental and green projects, but we believe proper farmers should be recognised for producing vital sustainable food, which supports and maintains the countryside.
It seems that there is still confusion regarding the direction of travel. But it is surely a good time to promote British agricultural products as there is no reason to ignore this important export highly valued worldwide, including within the diminishing market of the EU.
It seems extraordinary that people are losing their jobs, being publically humiliated, and in many cases being found guilty without substantiation. What ever happened to the rule introduced in Roman law that we are ‘innocent until proven guilty’?
On Saturday having travelled to London and into the West End to see a show with my family, I could have reported that I was repeatedly physically abused.
At Gatwick the Southern Rail train was already full when it arrived. Those of us who managed to squeeze into a carriage which offered standing room only, were pushed, shoved, groped and coughed over, all the way to Victoria.
From there we headed for the Tube which if anything was worse. Here not only were there wandering hands but also suspicious individuals shoving back packs in our faces, and plenty wearing the Niqab and Burka’s, many looking highly suspicious.
The streets of London were not much better as we dodged amongst the vast crowds, trying to avoid ear splitting street music, jostling from raucous Eastern Europeans who were clearly doing their best to distract innocent passers-by while they relieved us of our bags and wallets.
I think with respect to those individuals who have truly faced real threats and abuse, that those little flowers who are crying into their champagne glasses, having been brushed against under the mistletoe, or received an over ‘friendly’ hug, should get out of their privileged bubbles and experience the real world out on the streets and on public transport in our major cities.
As for me, that is the last time I venture off the farm until well into the New Year. I am happy to be jostled and barged by my Sussex bullocks, but not by what today answers for ‘the British public’.
How refreshing to have a Defence Secretary with balls, or spheres as our PC cousins would probably prefer me to say. Gavin Williamson is a breath of fresh air and stands out like a beacon amongst many of his parliamentary colleagues. He is someone who is prepared to voice what the majority of the British electorate are demanding.
Not only has he refused to withdraw his statement that “a dead terrorist can’t cause any harm in Britain”, he was also prepared, before the Prime Minister stepped in and broke them up, to come to blows with Chancellor Philip Hammond over defence cuts, and delaying tactics which will postpone the pay rise due in April to 200,000 troops.
If you are on a basic salary of £18,500 per annum, an extra £15 per month is significant, as the Defence Secretary know doubt tried to explain to Mr Hammond.