I was at the shopping mall at Ocean Terminal in Embra yesterday afternoon for various mundane reasons. When necessity drives me there, I always try to lift my spirits by driving to the very top parking level and looking out north over the Firth of Forth. I defy anybody not to find that a lift to the spirits.
Anyhow, I cast a soothed eye over the Western Harbour of Leith docks and saw that two of our gallant allies were present and moored yards away from the most famous denizen of said harbour.
The FS Georges Leygues is, as you will all recognise, a French anti-submarine frigate, presumably on exercise. I was pleased to see that we had given them a sporting chance by mooring the HNoMS Utvaer right in front of them in the hope that even the French should be able to spot a stationary submarine on the surface at that range.
Full of bonhomie, I gazed benignly at the French frigate, Then I spotted what they were flying at their mast.
You have to understand that this was in full view of the Royal Yacht Britannia and all who were visiting her that day.
I am convinced that the French upending of the flag to which I hope to remain loyal for the rest of my life, Sleekit Salmond permitting, was calculated. Churchill was right when he sank their fleet at Oran. In my opinion.
Boadicea's Chariot 
I suspect it was flown that way in anticipation of the ship being sunk and turned upside down in the process.
Kudos, as our American cousins say, on all the ‘alien’ Likes you post has received.
JM, full marks for observational skills and political analysis. 🙂 As Sipu says, you’ve acquired quite a following of alien groupies who, I suspect, are some of Salmond’s moles, recruited to lull you into a false sense of security, French frigates apart.
Leith harbour looks awfy empty, JM.
Let the hostilities begin, JM.
F1.
Steam is boiling out of my ears seeing all those aliens that have entered the building, left their mark and gone away. The next one that appears we should capture them by bringing down the shutters and then handing them over to the interrogation department.
JW, good evening.
Half time and the miserable, fat, Belgian bastards (copyright Monty Python) have not done us yet.
F1 is a miss, for old times sake.
Still working on the anonymous liker thing. It’s obviously the tag, particularly ‘photography’ that drives them to like in droves. You have to tag it when you first post the post. Add it retrospectively and they pass you by.
If you go off and inspect them, there is a definite percentage of commercial interest clamouring to be noticed. I’m beginning to suspect bots are involved.
More later. C’mon Scotland, Boil the Sprouts!
Morning JM, hope you’re not throwing things about in that castle of your’s.
Eddy Merckx, can you hear me? Audrey Hepburn, Rubens, the saxophone, the Smurfs, Mannekin Pis. Your boys took a hell of a beating.Nearly one of the great comments of all-time.Kudos to the Belgians; they do have some terrific players. As for us, Salmond must go.