Las Malvinas

Yesterday apparently was the 25th anniversary of the liberation of Port Stanley - or recapture as we prefer to call it. It seems like only yesterday I was working on the sites in Munich - during my Aufweidersehn Pet days - with some gougers from Liverpool. I liked their Empire Strikes Back T-shirts.
The papers here are full of our boys Churchillian dogged determination against the odds. The Argies would have won if the Fronch Exocets had actually all gone off. Most of them just landed on the decks and lay there - waiting to collaborate no doubt.
Still the Brits are a warlike lot and they revel in their military exploits, Waterloo, The Somme, Islandlwana, Vinegar Hill etc. It has to do with their whole royalist, established church, psyche.
Every now and then they have to kick the crap out of poorly armed opponents and wheel out the Queen to mourn the gallant dead in a nice Church of England service with top notch choral accompaniment.
Maggie should be done for war crimes over the sinking of the Belgrano which was heading for Chile as fast as the lads could paddle it. She seems in reasonable shape for an auld wan and should be good for at least a couple of years hard labour.
Viva Las Malvinas. Viva Diego Maradonna.