I thought posters might be interested in the latest report from the epicentre of revolutionary struggle in South Manchester:
It was when I got to the green opposite the Spar shop that I spotted Cockers and the Workers Power Workers Defence Squad. Cockers had his best dufflecoat on and was drilling Ginger, Douglas, Henry and Violet Elisabeth. Cockers had allowed the boys to be armed. Douglas with a pea shooter, Henry with a cricket bat, Ginger with a catapult and Cockers himself had a plastic pirates sword with tin foil round it to make it look real and a cap gun stuck in between the belt of his trousers.
“Halt, who goes there”
“It’s me Cockers, “ I said “ Will you allow me to pass, comrade in this pre revolutionary period?”
Cockers looked deep in thought and then decided to confer with the defence squad. After a short while he walked over and agreed that I could providing I didn’t commit any counterrevolutionary acts and that I gave him a penny for a gobstopper.
“A small sacrifice for defending the moribund workers state of South Manchester , Cockers” I replied and gave him the penny.
“Anyway its not a moribund workers state, it’s a deformed one” said Violet Elisabeth
“No it isn’t “ said Cockers,” and I am in charge.”
“Yes it is “replied Violet Elisabeth, “Nigel Irritable said it was and he know lots more than you.”
“No he doesn’t.” said Cockers, “Ginger does he know more than me?”
“Cockers is right said Ginger, authoritatively, “It’s a morbid workers state”
“See,” said Cockers to Elisabeth Violet, “you are wrong, and if you keep arguing we won’t allow you to join the new mass party of the working class that we are forming and you will end up in the dustbin of history!”
Violet Elisabeth looked saddened at this but she stood her ground. “Anyway it’s a campaign for a new mass revolutionary party of the working class and its yonks away and none will vote for you to be leader because everyone I knows thinks you are too bossy and conceited” said Violet Elisabeth getting redder and redder, “ I am going to form a permanent faction and if you don’t let me, I am going to squeem and squeem and squeem until the Central Committee come down and tell you off. And they will keep you in and you won’t be allowed to sell the paper.” she added.
Douglas and Henry looked at their feet a bit sheepishly. ‘We are in enough trouble as it is with the lady in the Spar shop, Cockers, she might have a point.”
“Trouble with the Spar shop?” I enquired, ‘Why?”
“Cockers wrote Down with Globalisation with a crayon all over the Ice Cream board and the lady won't let Workers Power members in groups of three or more.” confided Ginger.
“ Crikey!!” shouted Cockers suddenly, “There’s that grumpy Mr T Baldwin walking towards us, the New Labour bloke who we told everyone not to vote for in the Parish Council elections. We had better scarper !”
And off they went.
It was when I got to the green opposite the Spar shop that I spotted Cockers and the Workers Power Workers Defence Squad. Cockers had his best dufflecoat on and was drilling Ginger, Douglas, Henry and Violet Elisabeth. Cockers had allowed the boys to be armed. Douglas with a pea shooter, Henry with a cricket bat, Ginger with a catapult and Cockers himself had a plastic pirates sword with tin foil round it to make it look real and a cap gun stuck in between the belt of his trousers.
“Halt, who goes there”
“It’s me Cockers, “ I said “ Will you allow me to pass, comrade in this pre revolutionary period?”
Cockers looked deep in thought and then decided to confer with the defence squad. After a short while he walked over and agreed that I could providing I didn’t commit any counterrevolutionary acts and that I gave him a penny for a gobstopper.
“A small sacrifice for defending the moribund workers state of South Manchester , Cockers” I replied and gave him the penny.
“Anyway its not a moribund workers state, it’s a deformed one” said Violet Elisabeth
“No it isn’t “ said Cockers,” and I am in charge.”
“Yes it is “replied Violet Elisabeth, “Nigel Irritable said it was and he know lots more than you.”
“No he doesn’t.” said Cockers, “Ginger does he know more than me?”
“Cockers is right said Ginger, authoritatively, “It’s a morbid workers state”
“See,” said Cockers to Elisabeth Violet, “you are wrong, and if you keep arguing we won’t allow you to join the new mass party of the working class that we are forming and you will end up in the dustbin of history!”
Violet Elisabeth looked saddened at this but she stood her ground. “Anyway it’s a campaign for a new mass revolutionary party of the working class and its yonks away and none will vote for you to be leader because everyone I knows thinks you are too bossy and conceited” said Violet Elisabeth getting redder and redder, “ I am going to form a permanent faction and if you don’t let me, I am going to squeem and squeem and squeem until the Central Committee come down and tell you off. And they will keep you in and you won’t be allowed to sell the paper.” she added.
Douglas and Henry looked at their feet a bit sheepishly. ‘We are in enough trouble as it is with the lady in the Spar shop, Cockers, she might have a point.”
“Trouble with the Spar shop?” I enquired, ‘Why?”
“Cockers wrote Down with Globalisation with a crayon all over the Ice Cream board and the lady won't let Workers Power members in groups of three or more.” confided Ginger.
“ Crikey!!” shouted Cockers suddenly, “There’s that grumpy Mr T Baldwin walking towards us, the New Labour bloke who we told everyone not to vote for in the Parish Council elections. We had better scarper !”
And off they went.
