Keep St George in my heart .....
So the overpaid, drug-addled "roasters" of Olde England managed not to lose - let rejoicing be unconfined.
But while I agree with her on the hypocrisy of some feminists, I must take issue with Jackie when she writes I've always heard of it as "spit-roasting". That particular phrase refers to a particular act, not to be described in a family blog, but one which could not involve more footballers than, say, a couple of Newcastle or Charlton strikers.
The 'moral' of the roasting incident is that the rock generation of the 60s and 70s (or in Peter Hitchens' phrase 'the suburban revolutionaries now occupying the corner offices') have passed some attitudes on to today's youth, the 'celebrity generation' - and anyone with enough fortune and/or fame/nice hotel suite/VIP table can now do rock star things (Parental Advisory), though perhaps with less gonzo style.
UPDATE - Jackie responds in robust fashion on the great debate of our times.
“We’re waiting for you, red plague”
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