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Post by Dan Dare on Mar 4, 2024 9:39:01 GMT
Yes of course, why do you ask? Yours is English , (and welsh) mines Scottish. I just thought we were comparing bits of paper ? Yes of course, there are separate General Registry Offices. Why do you place so much importance on that?
On the other hand there is only one office that issues passports and that is part of the Home Office.
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Post by johnofgwent on Mar 4, 2024 9:40:05 GMT
I feel sorrow and pity for those who mock those if us who remember such times and such experiences in stark clarity, for it can only mean they themselves never had such amazing experiences. John I simply said I dont recognise dan dares navel gazing , and his cultural description of some quaint English village lifestyle in the fifties is alien to me. Im asking what it is we are supposed to be looking back fondly to ? On the old forum , do you remember I once talked about Raymond depardon? Depardon was a French photographer , who was commissioned by the times newspaper to take pictures of Glasgow in 1980. This was one year into the thatcher government , 50 years of continuous labour councils , labour held 44 Scottish seats , we had just had five years of a labour government in Westminster , so the blight decline and decay you see in the pictures can't be laid solely at the feet of thatcher. Labour were and remain a big part of the problem not the solution. The pictures were judged that bad the times never published them. This is the `wonders` I remembered from my childhood . The idea I want to go back to this is fucking laughable. ![]()   I suppose my childhood landscape is coloured differently, the miners Thatcher was so delighted she rejoiced for a month at their destruction were of course the highest paid manual workers in the whole of south wales, the trick being of course to live long enough to clock out to collect them. My grandmother had in her oxo tin of photographs and stuff the payslip her mother received from the mine owners after the sengenydd pit disaster, with the last day showing half a day’s pay for her brother / uncle / whoever docked for the crime of failing to clock out, the reason for failing to clock out being they and fifty odd ?? fellows lay dead in the shaft. The seventies were a time when my father, and several of my aunts and uncles were rolling in the takings from their relative employments and businesses, some millions so. It was the hope that the next generation would continue in that path that coloured my memories of that time, and the reality of the eighties and nineties that destroyed them. |
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Post by thomas on Mar 4, 2024 9:42:28 GMT
ive still got my old European Union passport. It hasnt been updated yet. Why do you ask though? You dont have to live in the uk to qualify for a British passport .Ask Gibraltar or the falklands. so it's not a definition of nationality . Merely a travel document , and a hangover from the days of empire when anyone that was part of the old empire could qualify for one. There's no such thing as an EU passport.
What you have is a passport issued by the UK. Take a look at the page with your photo, what does it say under 'Nationality/Nationalité'?
There fucking is. I have it in big massive letters at the top of my passport saying European Union , and underneath UK . you even get free movement , or did , with it , and entitlements as eu citizens when we were members. it says on the passport that im a British and European citizen. Citizenship. As ive stated above. I recognise that fact , my nationality is though scottish. There is no nation on earth called Britain , unless you can show me this mythical nation on a map .So how can I be a citizen of a nation that doesn't exist? |
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Post by thomas on Mar 4, 2024 9:44:52 GMT
Yours is English , (and welsh) mines Scottish. I just thought we were comparing bits of paper ? Yes of course, there are separate General Registry Offices. Why do you place so much importance on that?
On the other hand there is only one office that issues passports and that is part of the Home Office.
there are three differing national registry offices , and my birth certificate comes under the Scottish one. Why doesn't this mythical country Britain issue British birth certificates , if bits of paper mean that much to you? most other countries do.? Not quite. Uk citizens in Northern Ireland can have Irish passports . they aren't issued by your home office. |
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Post by thomas on Mar 4, 2024 9:47:38 GMT
John I simply said I dont recognise dan dares navel gazing , and his cultural description of some quaint English village lifestyle in the fifties is alien to me. Im asking what it is we are supposed to be looking back fondly to ? On the old forum , do you remember I once talked about Raymond depardon? Depardon was a French photographer , who was commissioned by the times newspaper to take pictures of Glasgow in 1980. This was one year into the thatcher government , 50 years of continuous labour councils , labour held 44 Scottish seats , we had just had five years of a labour government in Westminster , so the blight decline and decay you see in the pictures can't be laid solely at the feet of thatcher. Labour were and remain a big part of the problem not the solution. The pictures were judged that bad the times never published them. This is the `wonders` I remembered from my childhood . The idea I want to go back to this is fucking laughable. ![]() I suppose my childhood landscape is coloured differently, the miners Thatcher was so delighted she rejoiced for a month at their destruction were of course the highest paid manual workers in the whole of south wales, the trick being of course to live long enough to clock out to collect them. My grandmother had in her oxo tin of photographs and stuff the payslip her mother received from the mine owners after the sengenydd pit disaster, with the last day showing half a day’s pay for her brother / uncle / whoever docked for the crime of failing to clock out, the reason for failing to clock out being they and fifty odd ?? fellows lay dead in the shaft. The seventies were a time when my father, and several of my aunts and uncles were rolling in the takings from their relative employments and businesses, some millions so. It was the hope that the next generation would continue in that path that coloured my memories of that time, and the reality of the eighties and nineties that destroyed them. sure John , but do you see my point ? Im not sure what the fuss is about looking back to dans mythical world. It's certainly not one I remember. As hornet said earlier , all these folk always long for some mythical golden age , but never actually live in one. I certainly didnt in my childhood. |
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Post by Dan Dare on Mar 4, 2024 9:50:08 GMT
I'm asking you what it says on the page with your photo.
Now stop dancing around and just answer the question. I understand it may cause you some psychic discomfort but you need to confront your demons at some point.
Here, I'll help you out: It says I am a ____________ Citizen.
Just fill in the blank and all will be well.
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Post by johnofgwent on Mar 4, 2024 9:58:19 GMT
I suppose my childhood landscape is coloured differently, the miners Thatcher was so delighted she rejoiced for a month at their destruction were of course the highest paid manual workers in the whole of south wales, the trick being of course to live long enough to clock out to collect them. My grandmother had in her oxo tin of photographs and stuff the payslip her mother received from the mine owners after the sengenydd pit disaster, with the last day showing half a day’s pay for her brother / uncle / whoever docked for the crime of failing to clock out, the reason for failing to clock out being they and fifty odd ?? fellows lay dead in the shaft. The seventies were a time when my father, and several of my aunts and uncles were rolling in the takings from their relative employments and businesses, some millions so. It was the hope that the next generation would continue in that path that coloured my memories of that time, and the reality of the eighties and nineties that destroyed them. sure John , but do you see my point ? Im not sure what the fuss is about looking back to dans mythical world. It's certainly not one I remember. As hornet said earlier , all these folk always long for some mythical golden age , but never actually live in one. I certainly didnt in my childhood. I see why you would not want to go back to that, certainly. |
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Post by sheepy on Mar 4, 2024 10:14:12 GMT
Well, it wasn't difficult was it, because according to you, you know everything about Scottish Nationalism, which you obviously didn't have a clue what forms its basis these days. I dont know everything about Scottish nationalism. I know more than you , true , but not everything. the grassroots and its basis is very different to what you see with the snp and the current party elite. They are a broad church and mixed bag. Laters I am not doing the lazy bastards at MI5's job for them. |
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Post by Dan Dare on Mar 4, 2024 18:17:03 GMT
Tommo appears to be lost for words. Could this be a forum first?
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Post by sandypine on Mar 5, 2024 11:55:14 GMT
Yes of course, there are separate General Registry Offices. Why do you place so much importance on that?
On the other hand there is only one office that issues passports and that is part of the Home Office.
there are three differing national registry offices , and my birth certificate comes under the Scottish one. Why doesn't this mythical country Britain issue British birth certificates , if bits of paper mean that much to you? most other countries do.? Not quite. Uk citizens in Northern Ireland can have Irish passports . they aren't issued by your home office. Our Home Office. |
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Post by Dan Dare on Mar 5, 2024 14:02:00 GMT
I do get a slight whiff of cant and hypocrisy from Tommo's dogged insistence that he is not British, but Scottish and European.
That doesn't prevent him swanning around carrying a passport issued by the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland, one which includes an exhortation from Her Britannic Majesty's Secretary of State who requests and requires in the Name of Her Majesty all those it may concern to allow the bearer to pass freely ... and so on.
He also seems unperturbed that his passport describes his nationality as 'British Citizen' and I very much doubt he would volunteer the information that he wasn't really when handing his passport over for inspection at some foreign border.
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