Saint Crispins Day

Saint Crispins Day is nearly upon us, it's on 25th October to be precise.

MP's gather at Westminster to decide whether or not we citizens will be allowed to have our voices heard on the question of our continued membership of the European Union.  To give us that voice MP's must defy their leaders.  So let us remind our MP's of a fictional speach penned by one William Shakespeare and spoken by Henry V on the eve of the battle of Agincourt.

This story shall the good man teach his son;
And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remembered-
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition;
And gentlemen in England now-a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day.

The question for each of our MP's now is just how cheap do they hold their manhoods.
Best Wishes
Will