...in ancient time
Walk upon England’s mountains green?
And was the holy Lamb of God On England’s pleasant pastures seen? ~William Blake (1757 – 1827
A few years ago in England, a cathedral banned the hymn Jerusalem for being too nationalistic. This got me thinking about people in general and I came to the conclusion that some people are too nationalistic and sometimes a little too insular.
Nonetheless, this hymn remains a favourite, you could almost say it’s a national treasure. my other favourites in the national treasure category include ‘I vow to thee my country‘ and ‘Land of hope and glory‘. And on the subject of favourites let’s not forget the very English Last night of the Proms – watch and listen, soak up the atmosphere and don’t stop there do carry on and listen to Land of hope and glory.
A couple of days ago I had a conversation about where we live, our homes, our countries, though in truth it was more of a one-sided conversation, which usually means I did all the talking! Some of the conversation is below.
Are we proud of and do we love our individual countries?
I could have been born in Canada or America (my father used to live there). I could have been born anywhere in the world but as it happens I was born in England and it has remained my home.
Do I love my country? Am I passionate about my love for it? Quite honestly I don’t know.
I do know I love where I live, my immediate environment. I love taking walks in the parks and woodland, around the lakes and along the river bank.
I love the wildlife and farm animals. I enjoy visiting the castles and abbeys and I wonder in the age of them and all that has gone on before, I love hearing about and reading about our long and chequered history.
I am proud that we still have a royal family and I think it’s sad that most countries don’t have this kind of continuity.
I respect our queen, our head of state, and I appreciate the amount of revenue that the royal family generates each year. I am proud that so many millions of visitors come here every year, but I don’t feel the need to flaunt it, it’s inside me.
I often disagree with whichever political party is in power but fortunately, the difference of opinion is never so bad that I need to take to the streets and march about it, well, apart from Brexit but even then I didn’t march.
I don’t feel the need to hang an English flag from my window in the way a member of a far right racist party would, or wear a Tee-shirt saying Make Britain Great Again and neither do I call for the re-build of Hadrian’s wall!
Am I proud of my country? Well, we have a history that no one should be proud of, so once again I do not know.
What was all that about? I think it was my long winded way of saying I like my country and today I’m flaunting it!.
SueW-nansfarm.net May 2018 In response to the word-prompt Flaunt