A little bit of bread and no cheese

Posted on March 28, 2019

They say an army marches on is stomach. Last weekend’s million plus demonstration in favour of European unity and a People’s Vote on the outcome of the Brexit negotiations certainly suggests that  large groups of demonstrators think the same way, if the placards to be seen on it were anything to go by.  Lord Muck’s lens caught a positive feast, or at the very least tasting menu, of  riffs on the food theme. Some of course  made uncomplimentary comparisons between politicians and food: ‘Theresa eU turnip’, ‘Theresa May is no Gouda’, ‘May contain nuts’, ‘Eton Mess’ (a reference to  the schooling of Johnson and Cameron) ‘Fromage not Farage’, while some were  more generalised insults such as ‘Vegans against Gammon’.

Cheese was a major theme. ‘Blessed are the (soft) cheese makers’ sounds rather wistful, ‘Don’t make me stockpile French cheese’  gets to the heart of the European project, while others preferred the pun ‘I Camembert to leave EU’  and  ‘Feta together’ (recycled from the Scottish Indyref ?).

Puns were very much to the fore, ‘I’m stockpiling herbs in case of a no dill Brexit’, ‘Brexit couldn’t get much wurst’,  ‘beef stock, chicken stock, laughing stock’ even stretching the puns right across a ‘full English Brexit’, including ‘has beans’ , ‘scrambled eggsit’ ‘we’re toast’ and ‘humble pie’. There was some pretty dark humour on show too: ‘eat my bleached chicken: drink my covfefe’ (thank you Mr Trump)  or the even blunter ‘I don’t want to eat rats’.

Others were just plain surreal, ‘Brexit is like a cup of microwave tea, its just wrong’, ‘my father ate pies in peace’ a reference to  the fact that grandparents had to fight in world wars, or the one Salvador Dali would have loved ‘Theresa cray cray’. Mind you not as surreal as the code name given by the Government for their emergency food and medicine planning  programme in the event of a ‘No deal’ Brexit; ‘Operation Yellowhammer’, a bird whose song, as Lady Muck, also on the march reminded me,  is popularly  rendered as ‘a little bit of bread and no cheese’.  Perhaps those placard-wavers worried about their cheese  supplies were on to something.


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