Orange you glad I didn’t say banana

July 14, 2008 at 11:08 am | In Life | Leave a Comment

Saturday was the Orange Lodge march on Merseyside up to Southport. I know this because I had the misfortune to be catching the train into work on Saturday evening the same time as many of Orange Lodge members were heading home from the day’s festivities.

I have always been lead to believe the Orange Lodge was made up of old men who were rather feeble. That’s not who was on the train. The train was full of young women. I would say they were all between the ages of 16 and 25. They were wearing orange cowboy hats and headbands that said “No Surrender”. There was a lot of glitter. It looked like a bizarre hen night.

They were all singing at the top of their lungs. I began to wonder if they even realised what they were celebrating. Then I couldn’t decide what was worse: to participate in a disgusting and bigotted event because you are ignorant or because you actually hold such outdated and bigotted views.