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I believe it was circa 1957 when package holidays began flying to Benidorm. Subsequently, many years later I took this picture when about to retire from a wonderful job. Of all the pleasure I enjoyed one of the least enjoyable was the manner, attitude and downright awfulness of many of The British travellers. Scruffy, dirty, boozed up, rude and ignorant. A favourite anecdote, true, was of, an increasingly rare, lovely stewardess with a particularly nasty crowd of premature ejaculating slobs. One idiot placed his hand up her uniform skirt whilst smirking at his equally obnoxious cave dwellers. Her response was to glower at this moron and say "Excuse me, there's only room for one cnut up there".
Sadly this sexual assault was but one of many these idiots consider OK when on their booze fuelled flights to oblivion.
So here's the rub. We bleat on about our green and pleasant land but after two world wars the cream of our young men and that quality seed corn was wiped out. With an education system created by Labour every yob is made to feel "worth it", whilst what is left of ambition and social mobility is squandered in political correctness. It is little wonder that NWO doyen, Letwin spouts off as he did. Not without justification of course but highlighting that chasm between the haves and have nots. Not of wealth but of character, discipline, decency and manners. Every socio economic grouping has its good and bad, pathetic and noble coves. Sadly it seems, as with so much in human existence, the bad and pathetic squash the decent and the noble from all backgrounds.
As for Letwin and our leaders, no package, cheap flight dangers of halitosis dominated fellow passengers for them. Private jets where Berlusconi's girls are disappointed not to be groped for the chance of great riches!
This form of travel is one of the perks of being well connected. Not least when these people marry for money!
|Our Olly can be seen here boarding his private Rothschild jet!|