I was born in 1945, actually, on the very day the Japanese surrendered. The optimists could have argued that perhaps this was an omen for the future. Not because of my birth, specifically, but because on the day the carnage, destruction and millions of deaths caused by World War 2 ended, my birth and others like me on that momentous day could have been regarded as symbolic. We could have been seen as the sort of new beginnings the world needed, in order to change the world and be in the vanguard of preventing such horrors ever happening again. Our generation could have been viewed as the rebirth of a new world, a kinder world and a more peaceful world. Growing up in the 1950s, my world was, for the most part , very peaceful.

Of course, there were other conflicts such as Korea, Suez and Malaya. Worldwide, independence groups formed to rid themselves of British colonialism and many of these groups were extremely violent and barbaric such as the Mau Mau in Kenya, or EOKA in Cyprus, but my childhood world in South London passed mostly uneventfully. All my friends were white, we understood each others' humour and problems. We cycled everywhere and played in bombed out buildings, recreating the second World War, with ourselves always the victors. We searched for shrapnel or unexploded ordnance, (which we occasionally found, and exploded with a hammer, not realising the dangers involved).

Of course, there was a criminal underworld in London, and in other cities, not doubt. We had the gangs from Malta and the Greek Cypriots, fighting each other in turf wars. And there were the notorious Kray twins and their murderous colleagues carving out their 'manor' and trying to extend their activities 'South of the River', with the expected opposition from the 'southern' gangs. Yet, none of this affected me and my mates. Nor did it affect our families. Our mothers, sisters and brothers could all walk the streets at night in complete safety. I actually believe that if any of our women folk had been attacked, especially by foreigners, the attackers may have found themselves having to deal with the Krays. Vicious criminals they were, no doubt, but many Londoners believed they operated within a certain code of ethics regarding the treatment of women and children. This belief manifested itself when hundreds of older generation, old-style Londoners turned out for the funerals of Ronnie and Reggie. And the majority of those paying their respects were never involved with the criminal fraternity.

How things have changed from my childhood days in the fifties and my teenage years in the still safe sixties. Over the past half century we have experienced a massive influx of people from all over the world. So massive, in fact, that the influx cannot be considered as anything less than an invasion. And just look at the type of people who have arrived on our shores. We have the descendants of the Mau Mau. We are playing host to the children of those who carried out the slaughter in the Nigerian Biafra genocide. There are probably people in our country who were involved in the recent Rwandan massacres and let's not forget those civilised folk who were chopping off the arms of people in Sierra Leone, now working as bouncers at our nightclubs. The invasion from the Indian sub-continent has eclipsed all the others. While the majority of Indians, such as the Hindus and Sikhs are decent, law-abiding and hard working folk there is an element from the sub-continent who will never and can never accept or assimilate into our ways, the muslims. And more muslims have poured in from just about every other Islamic country in the world, where they have established networks and organisations up and down the land with the sole objective of creating replicas of the countries they have left, in Europe. By any and all means available, including distribution of drugs, terrorism, grooming our young girls to be exploited and attacking the native population in feral packs. While the 'authorities' take a soft touch approach to the threat these people pose to our way of life (and also to other ruthless criminals from different ethnic minorities), the muslims, especially, are consolidating their 'manors' in much the same way as the Krays did, all those years ago. With one major difference. The muslims are creating mini-states within the state which have become effective no-go areas for non muslims.

These muslim pack attacks on our native young (and old) are currently forays outside their colonies, in order to test the water for further attacks, in greater intensity, against the wider population, designed to expand their territories even further. Until such time as the muslim population reaches a critical mass with which they can launch all out war against the infidel. As they did in Kosovo.

The halcyon days of the fifties and sixties are now long gone and consigned to nostalgic memory by those, who like me, remember them. Those days can never be returned. I'm glad I have those memories, because my four year old and one year old gran daughters are unlikely to look back on their lives, especially as teenagers and young adults with the same affection. They are likely to have to live in a constant state of conflict between competing cultures fighting for dominance in their land and total dominance over the indigenous peoples. Unless, of course, they can live relatively safely in native reservations, enclaves established specifically for whites only, as we are pushed further and further back towards the sea.

However, not all hope is lost. As the BNP gains more support and grows exponentially, there is still a small chance that we can recover that which has been forcibly taken from us. Failing that, then the only other option is to take a leaf out of the book from those who wanted their independence from British colonial rule and fight for what is rightfully ours.

Thank you for taking time with this Grumpygit, I can see it is straight from the heart patriot and thought it deserving of an article on its own.

Well done mate,

rugfish