I love England and the English because they steadfastly resist the worst elements of their own culture. Case in point the annual Cheese Roll. It is stupid and dangerous and exactly the sort of thing Health and Safety busybodies feel they absolutely must stop and every year they try. This year they sent not one, but three policemen to the home of the old lady who made the cheese wheels the runners chase to threaten her. Threatening old ladies is specialty of busy bodies everywhere of course because normally they are easy marks. In the end it made no difference, the event went on, was won by a Yank and hopefully it will go on driving the Health and Safety officials crazy forever. I love England.
The resistance in the UK to the Health and Safety Nanny culture scored a major win when rebels held an ‘unofficial’ cheese rolling competition in Brockworth. The rebels risked all chasing rolling cheese wheels and scored a major victory for eccentricity vs the wrap everyone in bubblewrap crowd. Huzzah and good for them!
While I lived in the UK I fell in love with the many eccentric old English traditions and some modern ones as well. Bog snorkeling, cheese rolling, village to village ball games, conkers and many more fun things that make England England. The arch enemy of all these events are the sad old blue hairs that are attempting kill all fun in England, the Health and Safety folks. Well, Health and Safety has claimed another scalp as they have shut down the Cheese Rolling event. In ten years England will be safer than any Disney park and the beer will be in safe metric mugs. I will weep when the last bastion of England falls for it was once a glorious country.