We need to plough our own furrow

A GENERAL’S worst nightmare - being attacked on two fronts.

Richard Brown and Alan Robinson (Letters, September 14), two obvious EU supporters, raise several points in their letters.

Despite Mr Brown insisting MPs despite being elected are not our servants, they most certainly are.

“The EU plebiscite is not legally binding and could, theoretically, be rejected by Parliament,” quotes Mr Brown.

At their peril.

I was taken to task, too, over my observation about the arrogance of MPs.

Does the name Emily Thornberry ring any bells I wonder?

She, in 2014, memorably mocked the person who had hung a flag of the Cross of St George outside the window of their house and above his/her white Ford Transit-type van.

She referred, somewhat disparagingly, to the sight as “white van man”. Sic transit gloria mundi.

She, doubtless under pressure, resigned.

Jeremy Corbyn has reinstated her as his “defence spokesman”.

Mr Brown quotes a 70 per cent (actually 72.2 per cent) in out referendum turnout as though this was of little consequence.

The General Election of 2015 had a 66.1 per cent turnout.

Mr Robinson also quotes, quite vociferously, that MPs could overturn the referendum “as it was just advisory”.

Theresa May appears to be regarding the out vote as being “full and final”.

The sooner we shake the shackles of the inexorably failing EU money-pit the better so we can plough our own furrow in the world.

Philip Roe, Roman Avenue South, Stamford Bridge

Amusement at ‘Day Dream Believer’ jibe

I FOUND Keith Roworth’s letter (The Press, September 13, “Prolific writer is a daydream believer”) quite amusing, in particular the play on words when he mentioned Day Dream Believer by The Monkees.

Very funny. I can honestly say I’ve never heard that said before. Anyway, ha-ho, sticks and stones etc. I come from a harder background than it to bother me.

At school one teacher used to give you a belt just for turning up - and one of the teachers had been thrown out of the SS for cruelty.Meeting up with some of my classmates from over 50 years ago (many I’d not seen since leaving) we discussed the good old days and where all of the opinion that the stick didn’t do us any harm, although most couldn’t sit still for a long spell because of the old scars.

Joking apart, we all spoke well of the old school and the good old days.

D M Deamer, Penleys Grove Street, Monkgate, York

Appeal for donations to help deaf children DOESN’T time fly.

Perhaps not quickly enough when you are a parent taking your deaf child through the processes required to make him part of the hearing world instead of a silent lonely one.

By donating old jewellery, fountain pens, watches, cufflinks, brooches etc, you help to buy items needed in the assessment and aftercare from a cochlear implant.

As you can imagine children break things so often their aid needs replacing too, which again is where your help comes in, thankfully.

Some little ones sadly have severe sight problems as well as hearing loss. It must be hard, but when progress is made it is absolutely wonderful.

So again, proceeds help to buy sensory toys for these children, teaching sound, touch, shapes, colours etc.

My sincere thanks to everyone who helps.

Your donations are truly appreciated and as you know every penny goes to these requirements, never to overheads, so let’s keep this good valuable work going.

Give me a ring on 01347 810325 if you wish to help or learn more.

Eunice Birch, Coombs Close, Sutton-on-the-Forest, York

What happened to bogus Brexit claims?

A POINTS system to curb immigration and multi-million pound funding for the NHS were the two main bogus claims that clinched the vote for Brexit at the recent EU referendum.

A gullible electorate has delivered a result that is only advisory, not legally binding, and quite frankly is based on a fraud.

A Parliament that is strongly for remaining in the EU should demonstrate that it really is sovereign and prevent this farce, and its inevitable economic consequences, from ever happening.

Dave Barker, Fern Close, Huntington, York