A Bit of Fry & Laurie


Stephen faces the camera and speaks straight to it, calmly, but with a hint of passion. There is a Union Jack behind him.

Stephen God save our gracious Queen,
Long live our noble Queen,
God save the Queen,
Send her victorious,
Happy and glorious,
Long to reign over us,
God save the Queen.

Now, some of the younger people watching me here on this programme tonight might think that there is something amusing or ridiculous in the words of that grand old hymn, our own Great British National anthem. I happen to find such people sick, disgusting, degraded and enormously limp-making in a sexual sense. There is nothing arousing at all about people who can mock and sneer at simple love of country, nothing to make the loins twitch and quiver about the kind of hooligan who can despoil our flag. The sort of cynical, atheistic, unpatriotic yoboiks who hold nothing sacred have no power at all to bring me to a proud stand. You're going to have to do something a little bit more than repeat a few cheap jibes about the land I love if you want me to thicken and engorge with mounting excitement. In the old days as soon as the national anthem was heard the whole nation would rise stiffly to attention. Am I the only one left? Goodnight.

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