St George was born in Syria and his mother was a  Palestinian Christian according to Wikipedia.I think he must hve joined the Roman army and come to England but why do we have an incurser as our patron saint?

“When things are urgent, go slower.”

I must confess that I have now entered the ranks of those people mocked in some newspapers for thowing away food.
His Majesty has become very hard to feed lately and has been demanding trifle and cake… despite me giving him a lecture on protein and other such interesting topics.So since he never actually ate the trifls [just a pack of 4 little ones] 1 see it is well beyond its date so it is now going to feed the worms.And His Majesty also is looking for the cat which will be hard to find as it is dead. …..[2002]
Perhaps I can get hold of a new one… or maybe a stuffed one.
We used to visit a museum as children where there was a stuffed wild cat with a bird in its mouth,from Scotland.
I doubt if he’d like that lying on his leg tonight!Or with its head by his.Why it might kill him to see…imagine a snarling cat’s face lying by you.Why he might think it was me:
Have you had your hair done,dear? an interesting striped effect but do take your dentures out,they are positively grotesque.I don’t think we should kiss,let’s just get down to brass tacks.Do take off the fur dressing gown.you are hot enough already.I can’t wait for your hugsi
OMG I must be in the wrong house.If I am going to commit adultery I don’t want to do it with a dead wild cat.Still it won’t keep asking me if I love it…now,there’s a thought