Oh Happy Day! RIP NOTW

Oh what a happy day yesterday (7th July 2011) was!

Britain’s filthiest, lowest, most degenerate, sordid so-called newspaper, the semi-pornographic comic sheet that went by the name of the “News of the World” is closing down.

Having practised the most lewd, deceptive and unprofessional means of gathering news stories for 168 years, it finally tried to take a sewer too far by hacking the personal telephone messages of, not just celebrities, but court case witnesses, other people who were just doing their job, and, worst of all, the widows of soldiers killed in action in Afghanistan and elsewhere.

This is on top of all the other criminal activities it has engaged in, including bribing witnesses and police officers in court cases. Yes, it thought nothing of perverting the course of justice if it could thereby sell a few hundred more copies.

My first personal experience of what this lying cheat-sheet could do was back in 1970 when I was a young member of the National Front, Britain’s only serious and genuine nationalist movement since the Second World War. The NF held its Annual General Meeting that year in about September, on a Saturday in a London hotel.

Back then A K Chesterton was still the “National Director” and ruled the party autocratically, but our AGM went well, with various proposals being debated and voted upon. I acted as semi-official photographer as I was the only person there with a camera.

The meeting ended amicably and I stayed in London overnight with a party colleague and friend as there was a rally the following day (not organised by the NF) which I wanted to attend. On that day, the Sunday, the so-called News of the World, published a story of how the National Front had disintegrated into several warring factions at its AGM the previous day.

That story was a complete fabrication. Nothing even remotely like it had occurred. Yet it was featured prominently in that paper as if it were fact, and read by millions of readers.

Throughout subsequent years the “News of the Gutter”, as it came to be called by all British patriots, sniped regularly at the National Front by publishing smears, lies and misinformation about our movement and its leading members, smug in the knowledge that none of us could ever afford to sue it for libel to put the record straight.

It has long been a tool of the so-called “elite” seeking to impose their New World Order upon us, and more so since falling into the hands of the wretched Rupert Murdoch and his ugly son, James (both of them members of the notorious Bilderberg Group of “insiders”).

Billionaire Murdoch, of course, is currently negotiating to take over BSkyB, the satellite broadcasting media company, and he no doubt shrewdly weighed up the pros and cons of holding on to the News of the Gutter on the one hand, with the millions he can make out of BSkyB on the other hand, and jettisoned the loser without a thought for the 250 or so miserable hacks who worked for the rag.

The fall-out from the whole affair reaches as far as 10 Downing Street, with Prime Minister David Cameron being close friends of both former editors Rebekah Brooks (lucky not to be arrested so far) and Andy Coulson, who faces arrest today over the phone hacking scandal.

It’s funny how scandals like this always encompass politicians of the old parties, even up to Prime Minister level. All hack politicians have to have the press on their side and will do anything to get it.

They are all in the pockets of slimy degenerates like Murdoch and that’s why it’s always been pointless in hoping for any of them to actually do anything effective to halt the drift of our once great nation towards racial and national suicide.

So while this is a great day for celebrating the demise of one of the enemy’s snipers, and there may be more to celebrate if some key players are charged and convicted of serious crimes, we still have to remember this. The big guns are still blazing away against us and the scale of the task that awaits us and our immediate descendants is still huge.

John Northwind

July Rhymes and Miscellanea

July is named after Julius Caesar, who was born on 12th July. In Welsh it is Gorfennof – the month of completion, in Gaelic it is Am Mius buidhe – the yellow month, and in Anglo Saxon it is Litha – the month of the midsummer moon.

If the first of July be rainy weather,
It will rain more or less for four weeks together.

A shower of rain in July when the corn begins to fill
Is worth a plough of oxen, and all belongs there till.

No tempest, good July,
Lest the corn come off bluely.

“Bow-wow, dandy fly,
Brew no beer in July.”

Cut thistles in July, then they will die.

Married in July with flowers ablaze,
Bittersweet memories on after days.

July to whom the dog star in her train
St James gives oysters and St Swithin rain.

A swarm of bees in July
Is not worth a butterfly.


July is now what our old poets loved to call ‘sweet summer time, when the leaves are greeen and long,’ for in such brief word-painting did they picture this pleasant season of the year; and, during this hot month, we sigh while perusing the ancient ballad-lore, and wish we could recall the past, were it only to enjoy a week with Robin Hood and his merry men in the free old forests . . . We heel the harness chafe in which we have hitherto so willingly worked, amid the ‘fever and the fret’ of the busy city, and pine to get away to some place where we can hear the murmur of the sea, or what is nearest the sound – the rustle of the summer leaves.


Here’s a fitting little rhyme for this time of year, from A. W.Housman (1859-1936):

“Into my heart an air that kills…”
Into my heart an air that kills
From yon far country blows:
What are those blue remembered hills,
What spires, what farms are those?
That is the land of lost content,
I see it shining plain,
The happy highways where I went
And cannot come again.

And another one, this time from Hilaire Belloc (1870-1953):

MATILDA told such Dreadful Lies,
It made one Gasp and Stretch one’s Eyes;
Her Aunt, who, from her Earliest Youth,
Had kept a Strict Regard for Truth,
Attempted to Believe Matilda:
The effort very nearly killed her,
And would have done so, had not She
Discovered this Infirmity.
For once, towards the Close of Day,
Matilda, growing tired of play,
And finding she was left alone,
Went tiptoe to the Telephone
And summoned the Immediate Aid
Of London’s Noble Fire-Brigade.
Within an hour the Gallant Band
Were pouring in on every hand,
From Putney, Hackney Downs, and Bow.
With Courage high and Hearts a-glow,
They galloped, roaring through the Town,
‘Matilda’s House is Burning Down!’
Inspired by British Cheers and Loud
Proceeding from the Frenzied Crowd,
They ran their ladders through a score
Of windows on the Ball Room Floor;
And took Peculiar Pains to Souse
The Pictures up and down the House,
Until Matilda’s Aunt succeeded
In showing them they were not needed;
And even then she had to pay
To get the Men to go away!

It happened that a few Weeks later
Her Aunt was off to the Theatre
To see that Interesting Play
The Second Mrs. Tanqueray.
She had refused to take her Niece
To hear this Entertaining Piece:
A Deprivation Just and Wise
To Punish her for Telling Lies.
That Night a Fire did break out–
You should have heard Matilda Shout!
You should have heard her Scream and Bawl,
And throw the window up and call
To People passing in the Street–
(The rapidly increasing Heat
Encouraging her to obtain
Their confidence) — but all in vain!
For every time she shouted ‘Fire!’
They only answered ‘Little Liar!’
And therefore when her Aunt returned,
Matilda, and the House, were Burned.

July Days of the Month

4th Old Midsummer Eve

5th Old Midsummer’s Day

Beware of being misled by Robin Goodfellow.


The last battle on English soil took place today in 1685 in Sedgemore, Somerset, between King James II and the rebel troops of the Duke of Monmouth. Although Royalist forces were victorious, King James’ victory was short lived, as he was overthrown in the ‘Glorious Revolution’ of 1688.

7th St. Thomas A Becket’s Day

He was put to death in Canterbury Cathedral on the orders of King Henry II.

On the first Friday in July there took place Fairlop Fair, around a huge oak tree in Epping Forest. It was reputed to be 36 feet in circumference and was centuries old. The tree was damaged by fire in 1805 and finally blew down in 1820.

The wood was used to make the pulpit and reading desk of St Pancras Curch on Euston Road, London. The last fair was held in 1900.

In its heyday it attracted huge numbers of pleasure seekers, and Fairlop Tarts were made and eaten.


The last tram ran in London on this day in 1952.

9th St Everild’s Day

Born in Wessex in the 7th century, she founded a nunnery near Rippon, Yorkshire.

By 9th July the Dog Days have begun. They last until early August. They mark the period when Sirius the Dog-Star rises with the sun. Heat from the bright Sirius coupled with the sun makes for the hottest weeks of the year.

“Dog days bright and clear
Indicate a happy year;
But when accompanied by rain
For better times our hopes are vain.”

“Visited the old Merediths at the Bridge Gate. Mrs Meredith said she was very ill. ‘Tis the dog star,’ she said. ‘I shall not be better till Saturday, when the dog days end. Tis an evil star.'”
Excerpt from Francis Kilvert’s Diary.

It was regarded as an evil time, when malign influences were abroad, dogs ran mad, and people became ill.


‘If it rains on 10th July, it will rain for seven weeks.’

On this day in 1553 Lady Jane Grey was proclaimed Queen of England. She was beheaded nine days later.

11th – St Benedict’s Day

In the sixth century St Benedictine founded the Benedictine Order of monks.


‘To the 12th July from the 12th May, all is day.’

Henry VIII married his sixth and last wife, Catherine Parr, on this day in 1543.

13th – St Mildred’s Day

Daughter of Thanet Princess St Ermenburga. Died in 700. Buried at Minster on the Isle of Thanet, Kent.

15th – St Swithin’s Day

Died AD 862. An English monk who became Bishop of Winchester in 852. When he died 10 years later, at his request he was buried in the churchyard. When his remains were removed inside the cathedral on this day in 971 it was disrupted by heavy rain and it continued for 40 days thereafter.

“St Swithin’s Day, if ye do rain,
For forty days it will remain;
St Swithin’s Day, an ye be fair,
For forty days ’twill rain nae mair.”

‘Till Swithin’s Day by past,
The apples be not fit to taste.

According to old folklore, you won’t have the jam made ’till the apples are christened . . . We never eat or cut apples until St Swithin has christened them.


Donald Campbell broke the land speed record on this day in 1964 at Lake Eyre, Australia, with a speed of 403.1 mph.

19th – Armada Day

Defeat of the Spanish Armada in 1588.

<strong>Church Clipping</strong> takes place in various counties, including Gloucestershire, at Painswick, on the Sunday nearest to 19th July. It is the custom of encircling the church by holding hands.

This custom probably dates from Celtic times, when it was common practice to worship stone monoliths. In Painswick, for example, the townspeople clip their church and afterwards celebrate with a piece of bow-wow pie, a fruit pie with a china dog in the middle. Some people claim that the pie was once made with a real dog.

20th – St Margaret’s Day

St Margaret’s Day is good for fruit and flowers. Rain falling today is known as <strong>St Margaret’s flood</strong>.

‘If St Margaret brings the first pear
Pears will abound for the rest of the year.’

Over 200 churches are dedicated to her. She was a very popular saint in the middle ages. She was remembered longest in Gloucestershire, and it was customary on this day to serve a plum pudding called ‘Heg Peg Dump’, ‘peg’ being a pet form of the name Margaret.

22nd – St Mary Magdalene’s Day

‘If it rains today Mary is washing her handkerchief prior to visiting St James Fair on the 25th.’

Patron Saint of pharmacists, hairdressers, repentant sinners and prostitutes.

24th St Neot’s Day

Remembered in the place name of Cornwall and Cambridgeshire, he was invoked by fishermen anxious for good catches.

The speaking clock was introduced in 1936.

25th – St James the Greater Day

St James the Great was the son of Zebedee and Salome, and the brother of St John the Evangelilst. He was also, according to Christians, a cousin of Jesus, and a fisherman, and the first of the Apostles to be martyred.

He was buried in Jerusalem, where his shrine became a famous place of pilgrimage in the middle ages. Patron Saint of pilgrims.

St James’ badge is a scallop. To own one means favourable treatment on Judgement Day (apparently). On this day people visited shell-grottos, many of which were constructed, hence the alternative name Grotto Day. By last century it had become mainly a children’s activity, an excuse for demanding pennies from passers-by.

“Please remember the grotto,
Me father has run off to sea.
Me mother’s gone to fetch ‘im back,
So please remember me.”
Traditional rhyme

Over 400 ancient churches bear his name. He is the Patron Saint of Spain.

Ebernoe Horn Fair is held on St James’ Day. It is a centuries old traditional country fair. A good thunderstorm today means a good harvest. It was also the day on which gardeners were reminded to sow their spring cabbages.

The sun shining today is a token of cold weather, but if it rains foretells warm and moist weather.

This day is also St Christopher’s Day – a legendary giant, who once (apparently) bore the weight of Christ and all the weight of the mortal world across the River of Death.

Christopher, whose name means ‘Christ bearer’. Patron saint of motorists and travellers, his emblem is the staff that Christ allegedly transformed into a palm tree bearing dates.

26th – St Anne’s Day

She was the apocryphal mother of the Virgin Mary. This made her a natural replacement for the powerful Earth mother goddesses of pagan religions, especially life giving Anu. Many wells were re-named after her, including the curative wells at Buxton and Malvern.

Many miracles were attributed to her in the middle ages. In images, she is often depicted in a red robe covered by a green cloak, red standing for love and green symbolizing rebirth.

She is the patron saint of housewives.

28th – Old St Kenelm’s Day

Bizarre custom of ‘Crabbing the Parson’ used to occur on this day. As the parson approached the church people gathered and pelted him with crab apples.

St Kenelm was a Mercian prince murdered by his aunt. He was only seven years old. His shrine was at Winchcombe Abbey, Gloucestershire. His effigy appears on the west front of Wells Cathedral.

29th – St Olaf’s Day

King Offa of Mercia died AD 796. He is best remembered for Offa’s Dyke, a 70 mile earthwork marking the English-Welsh border.

It was on this day in 1949 that weather forecasts were first broadcast by BBC Television.


In July 1718 a young couple, John Hewett and Margaret Drew, were making hay at Stanton Harcourt, Oxfordshire, when lightning struck and they were both killed instantly.

Their epitaph reads:

Here lye two poor lovers who had the mishap,
Tho’ very chaste people, to die of a clap.
It is said the English summer starts on July 31st only to end on August 1st.