Sunday, 2 May 2010

How far can you drive a chicken?

When you ask people why they joined UKIP they tell you some funny stories. One person told me that he has always kept chickens. (His Dad used to keep them during the war and his family never stopped.) A little while ago his chickens were all devoured by a fox, probably thanks to the fox-hunting ban.
He happened to be down near Tewkesbury that weekend visiting a friend and went to a market, where they were selling poultry. He saw a breed of hen he likes. But there was an official there who told him he had to fill in a form with his name and address, and then he couldn't buy the chickens as the distance was too great to drive them from the market. Who says? The EU says of course. Who else issues us with thousands of new, petty regulations every year?
Of course what he did (after swearing a bit) was to get his friend to buy the birds, and put down his address. Then he took them home from his friend's house to Oxford.
What exactly did this officialdom achieve? A few more bureaucrats kept in a job? A few more tons of paper used in forms and instructions? Will chickens soon need passports and ID cards? The EU has suggested that all livestock should be individually identified. No kidding.
The result of this little fracas was that it made him join UKIP. Maybe you can only drive a chicken so far, but you can only drive a British citizen so far as well!
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