Alba and Albion are just the same, but the White Isle is all inflamed
going barmy with boredom hoping or fearing the ballot of 9/18 that
could make or break the Kingdom by the Sea, if independence or
separation it be: Gordon and Ray had their day as comrades in the
Royal Artillery as NCOs. Gordon worked the big gun positions -
twenty-one milers - in his clever head as Ray sketched the target,
one a Scotsman, one an Englishmen, both Britons fighting the only
'good war' against the evil Nazi regime, but whichever side they would
have taken brothers in arms in war - and peace -would surely have
been their order of the day that others should emulate I should say.
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